Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
100 rounds, bitch, it's going down I cut your lifeline
Wonder why that hoe cryin' She was never mine
I had two at the same time Yeah, they one of one
Bitch, Im one of one I don't do no fake shit
Got it out the pavement She the one who paid for it
I'm the one who made for it yeah let's have a court order
Bitch, I drive' like I'm in Forza
Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
27 - Fiction Lyrics
27 - Fiction Lyrics
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Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
100 rounds, bitch, it's going down I cut your lifeline
Wonder why that hoe cryin' She was never mine
I had two at the same time Yeah, they one of one
Bitch, Im one of one I don't do no fake shit
Got it out the pavement She the one who paid for it
I'm the one who made for it yeah let's have a court order
Bitch, I drive' like I'm in Forza
Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
100 rounds, bitch, it's going down I cut your lifeline
Wonder why that hoe cryin' She was never mine
I had two at the same time Yeah, they one of one
Bitch, Im one of one I don't do no fake shit
Got it out the pavement She the one who paid for it
I'm the one who made for it yeah let's have a court order
Bitch, I drive' like I'm in Forza
Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)
Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low
I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't f*ck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
Writer: Alijah Wheeler
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