Yeager

Don't be not social
Ahahaha (Y2, is that you?)
Woo

She don't want that mud, I'm playing with that chopper (brrt, fah)
If that pussy boy play with me then he gon' need a doctor (woah)
The way you suck my dick lil' mama
I think your goddamn mouth a monster (yeah)
Eating me up like steak, crack that nigga head like a goddamn lobster

You know that we gon' slide, yeah
She down to ride, yeah
Like, please choose your side, ayy
And at every opp, we gon' fire, ayy
Let this hoe die, don't be surprised
Living life like this, I promise God we'll be alright
You fell in love with a slime (woah)
(Down, go down)
Dissin' all my feelings, okay bitch, I was in love with you
(Down, go down, down, skrrt, yeah)
And you got my heart breaking, swear to God I pour this cup for you

When it came to you, girl, I wasn't playing (no)
I pull up ándale (woah, ayy)
Where he stand is where he'll lay today
Might pull up in that coupe, you know I do the dash (skrrt, skrrt)
What the fuck you talking 'bout
Nigga, you not talking cash (no, no, no, no, light it up)
No, and I cannot go out sad (woo, woo)
Who the fuck you talking to, lil' nigga, I'm your dad (yeah, yeah)
And I know they mad, yeah
Better catch up fast, yeah
Leave a nigga in the past, yeah
And I'm ready to do that, do that, okay, yeah

I'm smoking on that dro
Burn it up, I smoke gas if I feel low
Had to tell that girl to let me go (bit')
Last time I fall for her
Better pack up all your shit because this love cannot go on
How the fuck you switching over sides? (go)

I had to get up, get mine
And baby, you know this for sure
He better duck, better lay low
Baby said, "Let's go, Faygo"
I cannot crash over no ho
Babygirl, listen, I'm telling no lies, lies



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Writer(s): Burt Andre Dontrel
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