F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
I said f*ck the bank, hide cash up in the mattress
He want static? Bro might slide up in that Scat and let you have it
Brand new Patek, I can't see the time, this shit don't Tic or Tok
This shit tragic, that lil boy a fan, no he is not my opp
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
Like f*ck that bitch I'm counting paper
She a bop then she get none but cock, no I can't save her
Brand new Glock, that bitch got one up top, might meet yo maker
She a dirty thot, I hit then she get blocked, won't see you later
Yea, as of lately been counting up Benji's on Benji's, a young nigga in it to win
Why that lil f*ck nigga dissing? Don't f*ck with these niggas cause most of these niggas be fans
I just be minding my business, tryna run up a milly, I did all that shit with my mans
I went and did it legit, ain't been broke in a minute
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
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F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
I said f*ck the bank, hide cash up in the mattress
He want static? Bro might slide up in that Scat and let you have it
Brand new Patek, I can't see the time, this shit don't Tic or Tok
This shit tragic, that lil boy a fan, no he is not my opp
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
Like f*ck that bitch I'm counting paper
She a bop then she get none but cock, no I can't save her
Brand new Glock, that bitch got one up top, might meet yo maker
She a dirty thot, I hit then she get blocked, won't see you later
Yea, as of lately been counting up Benji's on Benji's, a young nigga in it to win
Why that lil f*ck nigga dissing? Don't f*ck with these niggas cause most of these niggas be fans
I just be minding my business, tryna run up a milly, I did all that shit with my mans
I went and did it legit, ain't been broke in a minute
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
I said f*ck the bank, hide cash up in the mattress
He want static? Bro might slide up in that Scat and let you have it
Brand new Patek, I can't see the time, this shit don't Tic or Tok
This shit tragic, that lil boy a fan, no he is not my opp
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
Like f*ck that bitch I'm counting paper
She a bop then she get none but cock, no I can't save her
Brand new Glock, that bitch got one up top, might meet yo maker
She a dirty thot, I hit then she get blocked, won't see you later
Yea, as of lately been counting up Benji's on Benji's, a young nigga in it to win
Why that lil f*ck nigga dissing? Don't f*ck with these niggas cause most of these niggas be fans
I just be minding my business, tryna run up a milly, I did all that shit with my mans
I went and did it legit, ain't been broke in a minute
F*ck that shit, let's go
Yeah we in that Rolls, and we like four deep
She on go, you said that's yo hoe
Why she leave with me?
Niggas hoes, he said he wan't smoke
That boy Swisher Sweet
Pouring fours, I get geeked fasho
Boy yo shit on E
I got hoes, and designer clothes, just to let you know
We on go, bitch I'm going ghost
No love for these hoes
You a troll, you ain't with the shits
You stunting for them posts
She want love, I just hit the bitch cause that bitch do the most
Writer: Arrian Hearn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid