Lyrics

Yuh aye yuh yuh Smoking this dope im high as shit Why these fake rappers all on my dick? Slow down baby you making me sick Bitch my whole fit made by rick My whole fit made by rick My whole fit made by rick Lightskin bitch licking on me Why do these niggas be hating on me? Probably because they gas always on E Fucked in the crib nothing in yo tummy Aint got time for that Yunno i get straight to da money My dick be bussin she say its on fleek Slim thick & she work da obliques Wngs on my jeans they robins Get to the money cant stop it You drop a single it floppin They steal my shit they mocking They acting like they fucking wit me Hating they cappin my shit on repeat Dunks on the bottom the fit is complete Your wiffey be lyin yea she for the streets
Writer(s): Michael Jerome Powell, Curtiss Lennard Boone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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