Mane, it's f*ck you, ain't no friendly
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sitting pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Done sparing bitches that don't douche they P or exercise
You had the clap, then doubled back ain't take ya medicine
Bet she give you all of the brain, you know the head or sum?
Silly ho gone dance for the D, it ain't no vitamins
Uh, we know the pussy real loose
F*cking on a nigga, took you back up to the room
I'm talking bout Sabi, you probably had his baby too
You shoulda moved smarter when he admitted it to you
Uh, ay, you know I been way too silent
Dressing like an auntie, can this bitch get the stylist?
And beefing with who, bitch?
Guess you!
And who the baddest bitch?
Guess who
Mane, it's f*ck you, ain't no friendly
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sittin' pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Ho, I ain't done yet, I'm on yo head, cannot stop
Another one coming, it's on the way, finna drop
And why you stepping out in some chanclas to the club?
And how you don't follow proper dress code from the club?
Uh, mmm
And then he came up in here pissy
Yo nigga
Thought he was a catch? He playing frisbee
The one that'd be down to f*ck your friends?
Bitch you can miss me
Assuming I want him, hoe you snortin' Bobby and Whitney
So how you thought you pressin' me, press that nigga instead
And how you thought you smarter than me, ain't givin' no head
And how I'm supposed to trust you, I ain't in your closest friends
You know this hoe is dirty, probably start an OnlyFans
You had braces for two years and then yo gap came back
Heard that he don't like f*cking her cause her cat game whack
I really didn't ask for shit, a nigga asked you for a dollar
You so worried bout yo nigga, then go get his ass a collar
And you crying bout a message on my soul, I didn't see it
Whatever you thinking, or you heard, yeah bitch, believe it
I don't want no sorry, lil' bitch, forever treason
Keep playin' them games, Angie bitch, you'll be depleted uh
You know I been way to silent
Dressing like a auntie, can this bitch get a stylist?
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Mane, it's f*ck you, ain't no friendly
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sitting pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Done sparing bitches that don't douche they P or exercise
You had the clap, then doubled back ain't take ya medicine
Bet she give you all of the brain, you know the head or sum?
Silly ho gone dance for the D, it ain't no vitamins
Uh, we know the pussy real loose
F*cking on a nigga, took you back up to the room
I'm talking bout Sabi, you probably had his baby too
You shoulda moved smarter when he admitted it to you
Uh, ay, you know I been way too silent
Dressing like an auntie, can this bitch get the stylist?
And beefing with who, bitch?
Guess you!
And who the baddest bitch?
Guess who
Mane, it's f*ck you, ain't no friendly
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sittin' pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Ho, I ain't done yet, I'm on yo head, cannot stop
Another one coming, it's on the way, finna drop
And why you stepping out in some chanclas to the club?
And how you don't follow proper dress code from the club?
Uh, mmm
And then he came up in here pissy
Yo nigga
Thought he was a catch? He playing frisbee
The one that'd be down to f*ck your friends?
Bitch you can miss me
Assuming I want him, hoe you snortin' Bobby and Whitney
So how you thought you pressin' me, press that nigga instead
And how you thought you smarter than me, ain't givin' no head
And how I'm supposed to trust you, I ain't in your closest friends
You know this hoe is dirty, probably start an OnlyFans
You had braces for two years and then yo gap came back
Heard that he don't like f*cking her cause her cat game whack
I really didn't ask for shit, a nigga asked you for a dollar
You so worried bout yo nigga, then go get his ass a collar
And you crying bout a message on my soul, I didn't see it
Whatever you thinking, or you heard, yeah bitch, believe it
I don't want no sorry, lil' bitch, forever treason
Keep playin' them games, Angie bitch, you'll be depleted uh
You know I been way to silent
Dressing like a auntie, can this bitch get a stylist?
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sitting pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Done sparing bitches that don't douche they P or exercise
You had the clap, then doubled back ain't take ya medicine
Bet she give you all of the brain, you know the head or sum?
Silly ho gone dance for the D, it ain't no vitamins
Uh, we know the pussy real loose
F*cking on a nigga, took you back up to the room
I'm talking bout Sabi, you probably had his baby too
You shoulda moved smarter when he admitted it to you
Uh, ay, you know I been way too silent
Dressing like an auntie, can this bitch get the stylist?
And beefing with who, bitch?
Guess you!
And who the baddest bitch?
Guess who
Mane, it's f*ck you, ain't no friendly
And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch
They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch
Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch
She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch
Face is sittin' pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank
Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think
Up and stuck now, don't give a f*ck what you think uh
Ho, I ain't done yet, I'm on yo head, cannot stop
Another one coming, it's on the way, finna drop
And why you stepping out in some chanclas to the club?
And how you don't follow proper dress code from the club?
Uh, mmm
And then he came up in here pissy
Yo nigga
Thought he was a catch? He playing frisbee
The one that'd be down to f*ck your friends?
Bitch you can miss me
Assuming I want him, hoe you snortin' Bobby and Whitney
So how you thought you pressin' me, press that nigga instead
And how you thought you smarter than me, ain't givin' no head
And how I'm supposed to trust you, I ain't in your closest friends
You know this hoe is dirty, probably start an OnlyFans
You had braces for two years and then yo gap came back
Heard that he don't like f*cking her cause her cat game whack
I really didn't ask for shit, a nigga asked you for a dollar
You so worried bout yo nigga, then go get his ass a collar
And you crying bout a message on my soul, I didn't see it
Whatever you thinking, or you heard, yeah bitch, believe it
I don't want no sorry, lil' bitch, forever treason
Keep playin' them games, Angie bitch, you'll be depleted uh
You know I been way to silent
Dressing like a auntie, can this bitch get a stylist?
Writer: Jaaè Cañez
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