Da mob still on go
He mad that I showed love to his hoe
You know me, I do the most
I fly, stackin' from coast to coast
This be the shit get her out of her thong
Dance around the room, playin' my songs
Lie to me, baby, I play along
Pull up lil' bitch don't play on my phone
Got her at the spot
It didn't take long to open that box
I cook, I know that's the way to your heart
I beat on that bitch when we play in the dark
She go to college, I know she got knowledge
It's capital one, what's in your wallet
She see hundreds shink that I give her deposits
Back then was pickin' pockets
Shit in bro whip, coulda got him suspended, bro he Rasheed Wallace
The way that she ate up the dick with her hands
You woulda thought that hoe was beatboxin
Open that door if you want to You couldn't kick in, boy, I key locked it
I got russians, boy, this white bitch punchin' Smokin', go ahead, key, Glocky
Yeah, pop that, you send shots, we got that
We came back with bigger guns
Watch that lil' hoe, I been on that
Promise, I'ma get her done
Freaky, ayo, hoe, she need me I don't have to repeat
If I get up on that backside, I might have beep beep
Ayy, what's the word in this bitch? I'm slurrin' every motherf*ckin' word in this bitch
I need my money, Smoke, I'm out with Big Worm in this bitch
We got deuces for lil Nunu
Shake it in that tutu
Pop it if you do mo'
You see Cs outside, I'm with gang in a few mo
Groupies turn to into newbies, they don't want the new mo
She be a fire bitch, she understand I be the man walkin' around stackin' up ends
Baby, I'm barely your man, I be damned to ever try be your friend
I wanna be saved from a church hoe That hoe a preacher king, she the worst hoe
I ain't the type of nigga to desert hoes
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Da mob still on go
He mad that I showed love to his hoe
You know me, I do the most
I fly, stackin' from coast to coast
This be the shit get her out of her thong
Dance around the room, playin' my songs
Lie to me, baby, I play along
Pull up lil' bitch don't play on my phone
Got her at the spot
It didn't take long to open that box
I cook, I know that's the way to your heart
I beat on that bitch when we play in the dark
She go to college, I know she got knowledge
It's capital one, what's in your wallet
She see hundreds shink that I give her deposits
Back then was pickin' pockets
Shit in bro whip, coulda got him suspended, bro he Rasheed Wallace
The way that she ate up the dick with her hands
You woulda thought that hoe was beatboxin
Open that door if you want to You couldn't kick in, boy, I key locked it
I got russians, boy, this white bitch punchin' Smokin', go ahead, key, Glocky
Yeah, pop that, you send shots, we got that
We came back with bigger guns
Watch that lil' hoe, I been on that
Promise, I'ma get her done
Freaky, ayo, hoe, she need me I don't have to repeat
If I get up on that backside, I might have beep beep
Ayy, what's the word in this bitch? I'm slurrin' every motherf*ckin' word in this bitch
I need my money, Smoke, I'm out with Big Worm in this bitch
We got deuces for lil Nunu
Shake it in that tutu
Pop it if you do mo'
You see Cs outside, I'm with gang in a few mo
Groupies turn to into newbies, they don't want the new mo
She be a fire bitch, she understand I be the man walkin' around stackin' up ends
Baby, I'm barely your man, I be damned to ever try be your friend
I wanna be saved from a church hoe That hoe a preacher king, she the worst hoe
I ain't the type of nigga to desert hoes
He mad that I showed love to his hoe
You know me, I do the most
I fly, stackin' from coast to coast
This be the shit get her out of her thong
Dance around the room, playin' my songs
Lie to me, baby, I play along
Pull up lil' bitch don't play on my phone
Got her at the spot
It didn't take long to open that box
I cook, I know that's the way to your heart
I beat on that bitch when we play in the dark
She go to college, I know she got knowledge
It's capital one, what's in your wallet
She see hundreds shink that I give her deposits
Back then was pickin' pockets
Shit in bro whip, coulda got him suspended, bro he Rasheed Wallace
The way that she ate up the dick with her hands
You woulda thought that hoe was beatboxin
Open that door if you want to You couldn't kick in, boy, I key locked it
I got russians, boy, this white bitch punchin' Smokin', go ahead, key, Glocky
Yeah, pop that, you send shots, we got that
We came back with bigger guns
Watch that lil' hoe, I been on that
Promise, I'ma get her done
Freaky, ayo, hoe, she need me I don't have to repeat
If I get up on that backside, I might have beep beep
Ayy, what's the word in this bitch? I'm slurrin' every motherf*ckin' word in this bitch
I need my money, Smoke, I'm out with Big Worm in this bitch
We got deuces for lil Nunu
Shake it in that tutu
Pop it if you do mo'
You see Cs outside, I'm with gang in a few mo
Groupies turn to into newbies, they don't want the new mo
She be a fire bitch, she understand I be the man walkin' around stackin' up ends
Baby, I'm barely your man, I be damned to ever try be your friend
I wanna be saved from a church hoe That hoe a preacher king, she the worst hoe
I ain't the type of nigga to desert hoes
Writer: Caleb Elam
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