Yogi 700 - Yogi 700 (IDK) Lyrics

I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go
I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go

My baby mamma told me bout you yous a hoe
Why I leave ha why i leave ha idk
Ain't tryna f*ck but want some purses bitch you slow
Cant f*ck wit yo no moe
Tear me apart, its yo greatest of arts
I'm the Ace of Spades you the Queen of hearts
All these checks I made, flex em in yo face
All dis money I got on me now, wouldn't be here if you hadn't walked out
It's a shame but I'm glad you let me down
You brought the beast outta me I'm goin wild
Nice new foams on dah feet, ask me how

I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go
I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go

F*ckin up all on ha friend
I'm in cedar Rapids again
Back shot after back shot she take it all like a champ
She buy me anything I want bruh
My Dick it put her in a como
I buy her nothing no no
She can pay for me doe
Just a freaky side hoe
Take a broke bitch to kfc
Gotta ice my teeth
I dont sleep
Money be callin me its callin me
These niggas fugazi its fraud I see
Cant one of you niggas compare to me, lyrically
Trappin really you ont know me
Ruben studdard dat bitch she gon blow me
Facetime with the dick how she know me
Say My lyrics Nice, Yeah I know G
Gang gang heavy chain
Hands signs emojis
The definition of a nigga like me is written the lyrical poetry
Half dis niggas in the game, Bugus
Dats what i really call fame, I notice
That when you bring up my name, they frozen
Dey ont want me mane, I'm too hungry
Fire lord sozen, I'm chosen... its go time
Punchline Bitch you fake not a friend a mine
Outta sight outta mind
F*ck You a waste of my time
I've had better fake love from haters online
Money wont change us
Gang always stay tight
Buy baby mamma a crib it takes time
I ain't hit in a minute so book a flight
Watch so drippy I need it its worth yo life
Keep written hooks open up my mind
Hit the books, gotta grind
Dirty looks, it's all I find
You ont know what it took, To get a shine like mine
F*ck outta my face goodbye

I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go
I cant believe I fell in love wit a thot hoe
Does she really love me brodi I dont know
It's ok ha bestie tryna f*ck me though
Imma hit den tell dat bitch dat she got to go