Naah

I just don't want no hoes, lately
I just need a real girl, beside me
I've been sipping gases, faintly
My mama told me not to be lazy

My niggas dress code, crazy
Praise be to God the Almighty
Tryna be classic,you know me
And love be to Prizzy, it's on me

Hold up, roll up, time for everybody to cue up
I've been trying to make em show up
But nothing's gonna make em pour up go up
Rubbing on my chainz on, flipping them games on
Sipping some vape off and taking the leash off

Go crazy, I ain't lazy
No wonder her name's called Daisy
King of the jungle Rae Prizzy
Being humble ain't fisi
No kissing, no dissing
No playing, no pissing
Look at my chainz just listen
Don't take em off just kidding

I just don't want no hoes, lately
I just need a real girl, beside me
I've been sipping gases, faintly
My mama told me not to be lazy

My niggas dress code, crazy
Praise be to God the Almighty
Tryna be classic,you know me
And love be to Prizzy, it's on me

People don't call me shit
They love me and I'm feeling it saying that you owe me things
I think it's just a rolling thing
Saying that you want me but you don't wanna show me
Thinking its a freaky thing but I know that the feeling's real

I just don't want no hoes, lately
I just need a real girl, beside me
I've been sipping gases, faintly
My mama told me not to be lazy

My niggas dress code, crazy
Praise be to God the Almighty
Tryna be classic,you know me
And love be to Prizzy, it's on me

We living a life that's full of lies
I just want not someone who's gon make me cry
Live life to the fullest nobody's gonna tie yo shoelace

I just don't want no hoes, lately
I just need a real girl, beside me
I've been sipping gases, faintly
My mama told me not to be lazy

My niggas dress code, crazy
Praise be to God the Almighty
Tryna be classic,you know me
And love be to Prizzy, it's on me



Credits
Writer(s): William Mwaka
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