Torpedo Lyrics
It’s Sremm
Yo
It’s Sremm
Yeah, ah, ah, ah
It’s Sremm
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Taking off for that cash, like torpedo
And ya pockets too tight, just like a speedo
I already got a lot, what I need more for?
Yeah
She gotta suck my whole soul
I’m a solider, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testing her fish
Married to the game
Put a ring on it
It is what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m stepping in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinning
I’m choking the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits
Bad lil’ bitch in my lap
She see the birk, she get a kick
Company car with the spoiler, I’m finna, uh, drift in this whip
Flattered that hoe with a rack
Stand on the turnbuckle, I’m the champ
N****, we live, and direct
Say no to drugs, I get a rush
Taking off to the money, torpedo
Got lil’ hoes tryna find me like Nemo
Pockets as tight as a speedo
Jet fuel, making me float
What exactly they mad at me for?
She talking too much
Put dick in her throat
Taking off for that cash, like torpedo
And ya pockets too tight, just like a speedo
I already got a lot, what I need more for?
Yeah
She gotta suck my whole soul
I’m a solider, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testing her fish
Married to the game
Put a ring on it
It is what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m stepping in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinning
I’m choking the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits
Hey
Am I wrong for putting the check first?
Checking every box on my wishlist
Dove in the deep end, headfirst
Yessir, I’m the one that show up early
And I get straight to work
Yessir, you can bet the bag on me, n****
‘Cause I know my worth, ay
We off a lil’ Reposado
She slurping me like Maggianos
Black shades, Johnny Bravo
Chasing that chicken, no Roscoes
If you talking that check, mi hablo
Got a couple of cribs, like Pablo
Louboutins stepping on rojo(Red)
You know I left with the right hoe(Yeah)
She say I’m country like Joe Dirt
In the lambo truck, I bet she go berserk
If I flex on you n*****, it’s gone hurt
I’m a martian like Wayne, I ain’t on Earth
Taking off like torpedo
Big bankroll, no Neyos
Young JXM, got the cheat code
I’m a wild boy like Steve-O
I’m a solider, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testing her fish
Married to the game
Put a ring on it
It is what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m stepping in Christian
Lord, forgive me for sinning
I’m choking the engine
Broke the record like Ripley
I had to take riskys
My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a bitch I can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits