Hoe Tales Video (MV)

Smoking weed and I'm coolin now
Bitches acting crazy guess they need some schooling now
Put em on game show em shit they never had
I drop it off they get attached and now they call me dad

Just left the party tell the bitches come on outside
They tryna turn up I'm just smoking tryna feel the vibe
See me in my whip and they eyes growing real wide
They see the money I'm just tryna see who down to ride

Chilling with my work bitch that bitch is beautiful
She text the next nigga saying that she through with you
Sucked a nigga soul right up in the cubicle
Worked that position got that raise now see she using you

My stripper bitch workin the pole on the weekends
Every Saturday she twerkin off the deep end
She don't want no strings attached don't wanna be friends
But every time I pull up know she wanna be in

These hoes only want the clout and fame
And good girls want to change they last name
They only f*cking with me because they nigga lame
But when she move on know it's all a game

It's like a dance know it takes 2 to tango
Won't have a nigga pussy whipped just like it's django
Ain't met no bitch who pussy sweeter than a mango
I know these bitches love the way I do my thang tho

I got energy for days f*ck a bang bro
Making movies at the crib go hit fandango
Like my bitches pussy pink just like flamingos
I'm from up north she like the way I use my lingo

Should be pimp the way a nigga use his lips tho
In my bag like lays counting all the chips tho
Niggas hating on me I don't even trip bro
They just mad it's me they bitch shaking they hips on

And I don't beef with niggas I don't write no diss songs
But if the words apply then nigga you just did wrong
I just chill, vibe, and smoke and I just write songs
And if you hating in your head I know you sing along

Yea real shit
Real shit happen real quick
Just had to hit the kill switch
Just tryna smoke with a chill bitch

Yea real shit
Real shit happen real quick
Just had to hit the kill switch
Just tryna smoke with a chill bitch

Where that bag at she asking where that bag at
I'm only f*cking with her cuz that ass fat
Now she lost cuz I smashed that
Tryna hit me with the cash app

I see that ass is for grabs
Gotta wrap it up y'all never call me mr crabs
Say that she a good girl but I swear this bitch is bad
She'll f*ck you take your money and give Dougie all the cash yea

Said I get the bag and it's easy
Pockets full of a bread like my dough extra cheesy
I dont f*ck with local hoes nah they too sleazy
Ran through the town got no guidance like breezy

Henny like it's water I be turnt never queasy
Sending drunk texts im in her head I know she need me
Niggas chasing hoes I swear to god it's to easy
I'm just chasing dreams cuz these niggas ain't believe me

Yea I know niggas ain't believe me tho
Every single night a nigga chillin at the studio
Say that this is your bitch swear that she a groupie hoe
I'm nice with the words she like niggas that be lyrical

Most these niggas cap and they be lyin in they videos
I just chill and smoke Im blowing Os like it's Cheerios
I'm going off the top your bitch gon top me off the stereo
Run circles round these niggas like a circus where the Merry go

Say it's cold in these streets guess I'm way too conditioned
Yo girl lit like a stove but no AC in the kitchen
Her mouth feel like a fan, they way she blow me got me spinnin
Shawty got a friend could've sworn both these bitches twinning

She all bark no bite got her bent over while I'm grinning
Doggy paddle for a hour got me sweating while I'm swimming
She know a is nigga winning f*ck with me cuz I'm the man
Trickin for the dick this bitch be doing handstands

I cross my arms over her back, screaming out Jesus
I smash Sunday morning gave her church clothes creases
If it ain't brown don't come around I eat it up like Reese's pieces
Walked on top of water don't go through money attracts the leaches aye

Swagged out, Christian lous up on my feet
Blood red like wine and dine and I be sipping every week
All my niggas came up but them snakes be on the creep
Keep the grass low they be bitting and they hissing at your feet

Hoes be chasing clout don't let that fame get to yo end
Okay the pussy good make sure that hoe aint brain dead
Scamming niggas out here pray my mans don't get misled
I just want a thick baddie that eat her greens and cornbread yea

Real shit
Yea yea