Uhn
She ain't never lied,
I'm just making sure its tenderized,
2 shots of Tito in my lemon drop,
I had em 10 a pop,
Aye let's put the guns down, I be into box,
Married niggas be mad when u can't get em no pussy,
I just attend to mine,
Ooh I know it hurt,
They start pillow talking, say dumb shit like,
Yo hoes is, other niggas hoes
Well, ain't that how the shit work,
Why you so into me,
I'm on my phone playing centipede,
Like I said in the last song I'm her remedy,
Gave her the deli meat,
Why yo face frowned up, I don't like ya energy,
I failed chemistry and had to go to summer school,
Now iI'm n a Uber pool, smelling like a pound or two,
And it's awkward,
Sit up straight on my posture,
Aye thats obnoxious,
No backpack when I'm flossing,
Bitch u know where I had her,
I ain't into chatter,
The bug spatter on the Tesla windshield
Don't even matter,
Getting fried as batter,
Tired of sadness,
I'm gliding past it,
Shit, nobody asked you,
Flipped my tassel, they just mad I graduated,
Nobody waiting,
I'm just gone take it,
Everything we doing now, back then I was tryna say this,
They never gave us our mule and our 40 acres,
Lemme get a vegan burger with a side of bacon,
It's god forsaken,
Life impossible, nobody aced it,
They hide they faces behind faking
With a style and grace, It's,
Sickening but I'm still tickled, but they under me,
22 E,
Goddamn that's a window seat,
Visa or Amex
Only got a day left,
I'm out here to get a check,
Hit it once and then exit to stage left,
It was great sex
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Uhn
She ain't never lied,
I'm just making sure its tenderized,
2 shots of Tito in my lemon drop,
I had em 10 a pop,
Aye let's put the guns down, I be into box,
Married niggas be mad when u can't get em no pussy,
I just attend to mine,
Ooh I know it hurt,
They start pillow talking, say dumb shit like,
Yo hoes is, other niggas hoes
Well, ain't that how the shit work,
Why you so into me,
I'm on my phone playing centipede,
Like I said in the last song I'm her remedy,
Gave her the deli meat,
Why yo face frowned up, I don't like ya energy,
I failed chemistry and had to go to summer school,
Now iI'm n a Uber pool, smelling like a pound or two,
And it's awkward,
Sit up straight on my posture,
Aye thats obnoxious,
No backpack when I'm flossing,
Bitch u know where I had her,
I ain't into chatter,
The bug spatter on the Tesla windshield
Don't even matter,
Getting fried as batter,
Tired of sadness,
I'm gliding past it,
Shit, nobody asked you,
Flipped my tassel, they just mad I graduated,
Nobody waiting,
I'm just gone take it,
Everything we doing now, back then I was tryna say this,
They never gave us our mule and our 40 acres,
Lemme get a vegan burger with a side of bacon,
It's god forsaken,
Life impossible, nobody aced it,
They hide they faces behind faking
With a style and grace, It's,
Sickening but I'm still tickled, but they under me,
22 E,
Goddamn that's a window seat,
Visa or Amex
Only got a day left,
I'm out here to get a check,
Hit it once and then exit to stage left,
It was great sex
She ain't never lied,
I'm just making sure its tenderized,
2 shots of Tito in my lemon drop,
I had em 10 a pop,
Aye let's put the guns down, I be into box,
Married niggas be mad when u can't get em no pussy,
I just attend to mine,
Ooh I know it hurt,
They start pillow talking, say dumb shit like,
Yo hoes is, other niggas hoes
Well, ain't that how the shit work,
Why you so into me,
I'm on my phone playing centipede,
Like I said in the last song I'm her remedy,
Gave her the deli meat,
Why yo face frowned up, I don't like ya energy,
I failed chemistry and had to go to summer school,
Now iI'm n a Uber pool, smelling like a pound or two,
And it's awkward,
Sit up straight on my posture,
Aye thats obnoxious,
No backpack when I'm flossing,
Bitch u know where I had her,
I ain't into chatter,
The bug spatter on the Tesla windshield
Don't even matter,
Getting fried as batter,
Tired of sadness,
I'm gliding past it,
Shit, nobody asked you,
Flipped my tassel, they just mad I graduated,
Nobody waiting,
I'm just gone take it,
Everything we doing now, back then I was tryna say this,
They never gave us our mule and our 40 acres,
Lemme get a vegan burger with a side of bacon,
It's god forsaken,
Life impossible, nobody aced it,
They hide they faces behind faking
With a style and grace, It's,
Sickening but I'm still tickled, but they under me,
22 E,
Goddamn that's a window seat,
Visa or Amex
Only got a day left,
I'm out here to get a check,
Hit it once and then exit to stage left,
It was great sex
Writer: Christopher Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave