Leave a Tip
I'm not going anywhere Nikko
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm flexin' on my exs New bitch, she too wavy, yuh
I'm in Houston Texas touchin' on a few ladies, yuh
I can't trust a nigga Everybody fugazi, yuh
I ain't text you baby, sorry I got too lazy, yuh
In my Jeep back and forth to Autozone ippin' lemonade
But I still double up the styrofoam
Pull up to your crib and serve you up like I was Domino's
Then I hit your bitch she feel the dick all in her collarbone
Pull up on your bitch and turn her on just like a flashlight
She keep comin' back she blow my dick just like a bagpipe
Niggas tough on Instagram but in person they act right
I do this with no effort I know these niggas mad tight
Yeah, I'm walkin' down the strip with your bitch I'ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin' shit
Put that psh right up on his lip
(Brrr) ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip
Ayy, new plate, new lyin' bitch
It's a new day can't fuck no outta line bitch
Got a new K threw away 'bout five sticks
Bitch, I'm! Splash Drexler check my motherfuckin' drip, nigga
Rented Beamer goin' 110 (skrrrt) pocket rocket
Glock with the beam huh (brrr) no more wearin' seams (damn)
I know y'all ain't no team let me fuck your best friend
Me and yo' bitch booted up at the Waffle house
Hope that she ain't anemic (yuh)
Money counter beepin' need a red Hellcat
Push that bitch like a demon (push that hoe)
Tryna get my racks in, we heard that you was that nigga for the past tense
Fresh young nigga, Splash Drexler get that pack in (yuh, yuh)
Look look, look like money (brrr) smell like money
Ain't a damn stain on me (bitch I'm cold)
Ayy, fresh young nigga
Bitch I'm that nigga, ain't a damn stain on me (huh)
Yeah, I'm walkin' down the strip with your bitch
I'ma rub her hip Nigga talkin' shit
Put that psh right up on his lip
(Brrr) ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip (thanks Ugly God) and leave a tip ayy
Thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm flexin' on my exs New bitch, she too wavy, yuh
I'm in Houston Texas touchin' on a few ladies, yuh
I can't trust a nigga Everybody fugazi, yuh
I ain't text you baby, sorry I got too lazy, yuh
In my Jeep back and forth to Autozone ippin' lemonade
But I still double up the styrofoam
Pull up to your crib and serve you up like I was Domino's
Then I hit your bitch she feel the dick all in her collarbone
Pull up on your bitch and turn her on just like a flashlight
She keep comin' back she blow my dick just like a bagpipe
Niggas tough on Instagram but in person they act right
I do this with no effort I know these niggas mad tight
Yeah, I'm walkin' down the strip with your bitch I'ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin' shit
Put that psh right up on his lip
(Brrr) ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip
Ayy, new plate, new lyin' bitch
It's a new day can't fuck no outta line bitch
Got a new K threw away 'bout five sticks
Bitch, I'm! Splash Drexler check my motherfuckin' drip, nigga
Rented Beamer goin' 110 (skrrrt) pocket rocket
Glock with the beam huh (brrr) no more wearin' seams (damn)
I know y'all ain't no team let me fuck your best friend
Me and yo' bitch booted up at the Waffle house
Hope that she ain't anemic (yuh)
Money counter beepin' need a red Hellcat
Push that bitch like a demon (push that hoe)
Tryna get my racks in, we heard that you was that nigga for the past tense
Fresh young nigga, Splash Drexler get that pack in (yuh, yuh)
Look look, look like money (brrr) smell like money
Ain't a damn stain on me (bitch I'm cold)
Ayy, fresh young nigga
Bitch I'm that nigga, ain't a damn stain on me (huh)
Yeah, I'm walkin' down the strip with your bitch
I'ma rub her hip Nigga talkin' shit
Put that psh right up on his lip
(Brrr) ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip and leave a tip uh
Ayy, she gon' suck the tip (thanks Ugly God) and leave a tip ayy
Thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God
Credits
Writer(s): Royce Cornell Davison, Denikko Deshawn Jackson
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