Bye Felicia

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Yeah ooh ooh yeah
Yeah
I spit this shit from the top of the dome
She want to spit on the top of my dome
Told that lil bitch to stop calling my phone
Told her bye Felicia get the hell on
I be stressed out I be high off them cones
I cannot fuck the bitch raw like a cone
Cant trust a bitch, gotta ride with a chrome
You try the click and my nigga its on
Clip full of hollows
I know couple of bitches who swallow
Instagram only bad bitches I follow
Thick chick with a booty like a Tahoe
Might fill her up with meat like she a taco
Really started from the bottom, me and Rocco
We was in Canada blowing on cannabis
We making moves and these niggas can't stand the shit

This shit feels so exciting
These niggas sharks, they be biting
Only few niggas in my circle vibing (gang gang)
I fuck my bitch in the night
That pussy so good that lil shit got me crying
How the fuck is it so tight bitch you ain't got a kitty, you got a lioness
Pussy so good gotta lay in it
Aye man ya'll already know what the fuck it is man
Shout out to my west side niggas
Shout out to my south side niggas
All my Oakside
All my east side Bottom Boys, all that shit nigga

Hit the smoke shop for a grabba leaf
Smoking dolo you can't bother me
I'm blowing smoke all up outta me
Im in the stars, astrology
She know i'm a star, wanna ride with me
The car is push start, it don't got a key
She topping me off in the driver seat
Then I drop the hoe off over by the sea



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Writer(s): Contra $aturn
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