Hold on, man these hoes don't even f*ck with me
I'm like hold on, you know Fo he be so sucker-free
I put my clothes on, NO LOGO hat & on the f*ckin' tee
I put my hoes on, the f*ckin' map, cause they don't f*ck for free
I broke the ozone, I'm out the Matrix niggas under me
You broke your hoe phone, you mad as f*ck that she keep textin' me
You broke and so gone, you mad as f*ck you can't get next to me
You do me so wrong, but sometimes it just be God testin' me
Yeah, I'm poppin', ain't takin' no Xans
I don't like a bitch that's stingy or clingy, I tell the hoe let's be friends
Sippin', I'm sippin', I'm drunken mater, know you see my stance
Yeezy, JScotts cover my socks lil nigga these ain't no Vans
NL on my chest, my hand all on her breasts
Tell lil baby I'm high I'm sleepy, swear this ain't no stress
Yeah she let me super smash electric like I'm Ness
Birds flock to the nest from the east to the west hold on
And I ain't gon' lie, she got that super soaker
Shawty give me good throw, not no super choker
Riding round, say you got that shit but don't know who will poke you
Shootin' like the Range, yeah we runnin' shit just like the Rover
Shooters they got aim, and you know them niggas barely sober
She gon' toot it up, boot it up, I'ma bend her over
I'm gon' keep it a buck man I swear I'll never change
And I smoke what you'ma call it man I do not know the strain
And I'm on some other shit, wonderin' what's on my brain
And I'm ridin' with a cougar, bitch
Just don't pay attention to the hoe, that's how you lose a bitch
You know I can't switch up on them bro know I can't choose a bitch
You know she gon' switch up she on go no I'm not new to this
And she gon' send her nudes to this phone, this bitch ludicrous
Know we touch down in the end zone, you can't do the blitz
Throwin' bows, move it bitch
She throw it fast, movie flick
She don't got a ass, I'm furious
Why these hoes all in my business, they so curious
I name all my hollows Paul, cause they be piercin' shit
I swear this bitch done pissed me off on some R. Kelly shit
I can never go DM my ex up on some belly shit
I can never switch up on my bro up on some Melly shit
I'm deep in the cut, keep me a band-aid up on some Nelly shit
I'm deep in the guts, bitch, you gotta go get out my telly, bitch
I can't trust a slut, all these hoes they really on some tellin' shit
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Hold on, man these hoes don't even f*ck with me
I'm like hold on, you know Fo he be so sucker-free
I put my clothes on, NO LOGO hat & on the f*ckin' tee
I put my hoes on, the f*ckin' map, cause they don't f*ck for free
I broke the ozone, I'm out the Matrix niggas under me
You broke your hoe phone, you mad as f*ck that she keep textin' me
You broke and so gone, you mad as f*ck you can't get next to me
You do me so wrong, but sometimes it just be God testin' me
Yeah, I'm poppin', ain't takin' no Xans
I don't like a bitch that's stingy or clingy, I tell the hoe let's be friends
Sippin', I'm sippin', I'm drunken mater, know you see my stance
Yeezy, JScotts cover my socks lil nigga these ain't no Vans
NL on my chest, my hand all on her breasts
Tell lil baby I'm high I'm sleepy, swear this ain't no stress
Yeah she let me super smash electric like I'm Ness
Birds flock to the nest from the east to the west hold on
And I ain't gon' lie, she got that super soaker
Shawty give me good throw, not no super choker
Riding round, say you got that shit but don't know who will poke you
Shootin' like the Range, yeah we runnin' shit just like the Rover
Shooters they got aim, and you know them niggas barely sober
She gon' toot it up, boot it up, I'ma bend her over
I'm gon' keep it a buck man I swear I'll never change
And I smoke what you'ma call it man I do not know the strain
And I'm on some other shit, wonderin' what's on my brain
And I'm ridin' with a cougar, bitch
Just don't pay attention to the hoe, that's how you lose a bitch
You know I can't switch up on them bro know I can't choose a bitch
You know she gon' switch up she on go no I'm not new to this
And she gon' send her nudes to this phone, this bitch ludicrous
Know we touch down in the end zone, you can't do the blitz
Throwin' bows, move it bitch
She throw it fast, movie flick
She don't got a ass, I'm furious
Why these hoes all in my business, they so curious
I name all my hollows Paul, cause they be piercin' shit
I swear this bitch done pissed me off on some R. Kelly shit
I can never go DM my ex up on some belly shit
I can never switch up on my bro up on some Melly shit
I'm deep in the cut, keep me a band-aid up on some Nelly shit
I'm deep in the guts, bitch, you gotta go get out my telly, bitch
I can't trust a slut, all these hoes they really on some tellin' shit
I'm like hold on, you know Fo he be so sucker-free
I put my clothes on, NO LOGO hat & on the f*ckin' tee
I put my hoes on, the f*ckin' map, cause they don't f*ck for free
I broke the ozone, I'm out the Matrix niggas under me
You broke your hoe phone, you mad as f*ck that she keep textin' me
You broke and so gone, you mad as f*ck you can't get next to me
You do me so wrong, but sometimes it just be God testin' me
Yeah, I'm poppin', ain't takin' no Xans
I don't like a bitch that's stingy or clingy, I tell the hoe let's be friends
Sippin', I'm sippin', I'm drunken mater, know you see my stance
Yeezy, JScotts cover my socks lil nigga these ain't no Vans
NL on my chest, my hand all on her breasts
Tell lil baby I'm high I'm sleepy, swear this ain't no stress
Yeah she let me super smash electric like I'm Ness
Birds flock to the nest from the east to the west hold on
And I ain't gon' lie, she got that super soaker
Shawty give me good throw, not no super choker
Riding round, say you got that shit but don't know who will poke you
Shootin' like the Range, yeah we runnin' shit just like the Rover
Shooters they got aim, and you know them niggas barely sober
She gon' toot it up, boot it up, I'ma bend her over
I'm gon' keep it a buck man I swear I'll never change
And I smoke what you'ma call it man I do not know the strain
And I'm on some other shit, wonderin' what's on my brain
And I'm ridin' with a cougar, bitch
Just don't pay attention to the hoe, that's how you lose a bitch
You know I can't switch up on them bro know I can't choose a bitch
You know she gon' switch up she on go no I'm not new to this
And she gon' send her nudes to this phone, this bitch ludicrous
Know we touch down in the end zone, you can't do the blitz
Throwin' bows, move it bitch
She throw it fast, movie flick
She don't got a ass, I'm furious
Why these hoes all in my business, they so curious
I name all my hollows Paul, cause they be piercin' shit
I swear this bitch done pissed me off on some R. Kelly shit
I can never go DM my ex up on some belly shit
I can never switch up on my bro up on some Melly shit
I'm deep in the cut, keep me a band-aid up on some Nelly shit
I'm deep in the guts, bitch, you gotta go get out my telly, bitch
I can't trust a slut, all these hoes they really on some tellin' shit
Writer: F Glasper, T Clinton
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