.380 from traphouse dropout by jakewolf
Tracklist
| 3. | .380 | 2:23 |
Lyrics
.380 in my pack, name shelly, she bite
pull slow like turtle, but she still take life
ain’t no bark, all bang, no fright
fuck around, fuck around — gon’ fuck up your night
got shelly in my fanny, yeah she comfy as hell
clip got a curve like my side bitch belle
talk too loud, get sent to hell
pull slow, shoot fast, and i do it well
pop the trunk, it ain’t groceries
that’s shelly, she holdin’ peace
but she messy like my ex
got a kick, leave holes in vests
walk like i’m high off syrup (bitch)
talk like i don’t need church (nah)
pants sag low with the pack hangin'
shelly got her attitude flamin’
my bitch mad, say shelly got more love
but shelly don’t cheat and she quick when it’s tough
i whisper sweet nothings to the barrel
she kiss back, hollow tips like carol
big wolf howlin', off the leash
i don't talk tough, i teach
catch me laggin'? unlikely
i’m slow to the draw — but timely
.380 in my pack, name shelly, she bite
pull slow like turtle, but she still take life
ain’t no bark, all bang, no fright
fuck around, fuck around — gon’ fuck up your night
got shelly in my fanny, yeah she comfy as hell
clip got a curve like my side bitch belle
talk too loud, get sent to hell
pull slow, shoot fast, and i do it well
lil shelly don’t jam, she bang
face melt off like wax in rain
hollow tip wings like red bull spray
so don’t play tag where the demons play
she got chrome hips, that steel on tuck
she moody as fuck, but i love that strut
she like, “pull me out, daddy, i’m bored”
then she blow your grill out clean off the porch
one eye open like i’m post-war vet
poppin' out bushes like cigarette breath
and i ain’t even runnin', i’m posted up
waitin’ for a dummy with a death-wish gut
pull it slow
you won’t know
'till you drop
on the floor
no bark
just blow
shelly bite
your dome
.380 in my pack, name shelly, she bite
pull slow like turtle, but she still take life
ain’t no bark, all bang, no fright
fuck around, fuck around — gon’ fuck up your night
got shelly in my fanny, yeah she comfy as hell
clip got a curve like my side bitch belle
talk too loud, get sent to hell
pull slow, shoot fast, and i do it well
she don’t talk, she don’t play
shelly got a temper, make you fade away
call her my baby, call her my bae
.380 shelly — kiss you good day
