Niggas need to stop giving these bitches all the attention, that's why niggas is dying now
When these hoes get horny, niggas die
Hoes get horny, niggas die
Can't get all my attention to these bitches, I ain't tryna die
Chop his head just like Cheese, his bitch, like in my bedstyle
Just took her for a ride, shit like exploring in the lambchop
Damn this bitch be thick as f*ck, turkey legs, hamhocks
I just put that bitch to bed, no I ain't J. holiday
But with this young money, I'ma make her bedrock the day
She told me that she proud of me, so I went and prada bae
I got bloods on Bompton, they say that I'm bool in L.A
I got bloods in Atlanta, saying that I'm bool in G.A
My lil' bitch just brought a friend, gave them fifty shades of gray
But before I stick my dick all in
I gotta say amazing grace
No I can't be tied down, the shoes I'm wearing ain't got no laces
Took my bitch to Saks Fifth, she ain't never viewed a Macy's
Walking in with this sacks here, you see the look on all they faces
I don't f*ck with niggas, I got white diamonds, they say I'm racist
I put Bearskin on her feet, she in love with Bottega
I took a trip to N.Y.C., my bitch right there at the Bodega
I was only out there for a week, you know I can't miss no more paper
Me and you ain't cut from the same cloth, he got a bowl taper
Freaky bitch, she got her onlyfans , so she said, please tape her
She been loving how I destroy that pussy, she said, I hit Navals
I invest in acres and acres, Bill Gates ain't got no neighbors
I'ma keep on scraping and scraping, till the work all off the table
I've been fasting 14 days, money the only thing I'm craving
You call me Mr. Baker, but I ain't got no son, that's name Craven
F*ck my bitch so good to any beat, she said she love my cadence
Asking what's the key to getting money, I said just be patient
Soon as I step out the house, I show no pity, just serve patience
I've been touching plenty, some of me and my bitch have baecations
Bend her over on the balcony, view the ocean, that's the rude awakening
Back to the kitchen with the fish and grits, I became my own Quaker
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Niggas need to stop giving these bitches all the attention, that's why niggas is dying now
When these hoes get horny, niggas die
Hoes get horny, niggas die
Can't get all my attention to these bitches, I ain't tryna die
Chop his head just like Cheese, his bitch, like in my bedstyle
Just took her for a ride, shit like exploring in the lambchop
Damn this bitch be thick as f*ck, turkey legs, hamhocks
I just put that bitch to bed, no I ain't J. holiday
But with this young money, I'ma make her bedrock the day
She told me that she proud of me, so I went and prada bae
I got bloods on Bompton, they say that I'm bool in L.A
I got bloods in Atlanta, saying that I'm bool in G.A
My lil' bitch just brought a friend, gave them fifty shades of gray
But before I stick my dick all in
I gotta say amazing grace
No I can't be tied down, the shoes I'm wearing ain't got no laces
Took my bitch to Saks Fifth, she ain't never viewed a Macy's
Walking in with this sacks here, you see the look on all they faces
I don't f*ck with niggas, I got white diamonds, they say I'm racist
I put Bearskin on her feet, she in love with Bottega
I took a trip to N.Y.C., my bitch right there at the Bodega
I was only out there for a week, you know I can't miss no more paper
Me and you ain't cut from the same cloth, he got a bowl taper
Freaky bitch, she got her onlyfans , so she said, please tape her
She been loving how I destroy that pussy, she said, I hit Navals
I invest in acres and acres, Bill Gates ain't got no neighbors
I'ma keep on scraping and scraping, till the work all off the table
I've been fasting 14 days, money the only thing I'm craving
You call me Mr. Baker, but I ain't got no son, that's name Craven
F*ck my bitch so good to any beat, she said she love my cadence
Asking what's the key to getting money, I said just be patient
Soon as I step out the house, I show no pity, just serve patience
I've been touching plenty, some of me and my bitch have baecations
Bend her over on the balcony, view the ocean, that's the rude awakening
Back to the kitchen with the fish and grits, I became my own Quaker
When these hoes get horny, niggas die
Hoes get horny, niggas die
Can't get all my attention to these bitches, I ain't tryna die
Chop his head just like Cheese, his bitch, like in my bedstyle
Just took her for a ride, shit like exploring in the lambchop
Damn this bitch be thick as f*ck, turkey legs, hamhocks
I just put that bitch to bed, no I ain't J. holiday
But with this young money, I'ma make her bedrock the day
She told me that she proud of me, so I went and prada bae
I got bloods on Bompton, they say that I'm bool in L.A
I got bloods in Atlanta, saying that I'm bool in G.A
My lil' bitch just brought a friend, gave them fifty shades of gray
But before I stick my dick all in
I gotta say amazing grace
No I can't be tied down, the shoes I'm wearing ain't got no laces
Took my bitch to Saks Fifth, she ain't never viewed a Macy's
Walking in with this sacks here, you see the look on all they faces
I don't f*ck with niggas, I got white diamonds, they say I'm racist
I put Bearskin on her feet, she in love with Bottega
I took a trip to N.Y.C., my bitch right there at the Bodega
I was only out there for a week, you know I can't miss no more paper
Me and you ain't cut from the same cloth, he got a bowl taper
Freaky bitch, she got her onlyfans , so she said, please tape her
She been loving how I destroy that pussy, she said, I hit Navals
I invest in acres and acres, Bill Gates ain't got no neighbors
I'ma keep on scraping and scraping, till the work all off the table
I've been fasting 14 days, money the only thing I'm craving
You call me Mr. Baker, but I ain't got no son, that's name Craven
F*ck my bitch so good to any beat, she said she love my cadence
Asking what's the key to getting money, I said just be patient
Soon as I step out the house, I show no pity, just serve patience
I've been touching plenty, some of me and my bitch have baecations
Bend her over on the balcony, view the ocean, that's the rude awakening
Back to the kitchen with the fish and grits, I became my own Quaker
Writer: Jha’Seim Norment
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