Slumber Party (feat. Jet Black Foe)

Ain't about some cash tell 'em that my name Bennett
Bet you drop a bag just to put your face in it
Matte black rari, I'ma fuck around and race in it
Check them little pink tags, bitch it ain't rented ay

Slumber party with your bitch, she wanna spend the night
Pretty twins, think I'm seeing double like in cross eyed
My niggas really put in work, nigga you fired
She was acting bougie at first, them diamonds hypnotized her
Lil baby put your mouth up on it like a breathalyzer
He can't even get a plate or the appetizer
I just might switch up on a nigga call me Michael Myers
Another me up in my head I'm Lizzie McGuire

She said baby what you need? I'll be your supplier
I told her I don't pop no beans, she wanna get me higher
Talking slicker than a pimp, I know I'm your desire
I could take a hard body bitch, turn her to a crier
I told my witches pick your poison all these niggas liars
All these niggas thirst as fuck, these little quagmires
You wanna test my heart and now you're singing in the choir
The stick is my guitar I think I need an amplifier
All these bitches buying sauce and I'm the provider
Can't stand these niggas if I fuck 'em make 'em call me sire
They want my presence, want my essence, they want my attire
That's why I'm fine all by my lonely, no new friends required
And that pack too loud, gotta be quiet
My pockets fat, lil bitch your bag look like it's on a diet
I'm popping gucci fendi tags it ain't nothing to buy it
These bitches love me in the public but hate me in private

Slumber party with your bitch, she wanna spend the night
Pretty twins, think I'm seeing double like in cross eyed
My niggas really put in work, nigga you fired
She was acting bougie at first, them diamonds hypnotized her
Lil baby put your mouth up on it like a breathalyzer
He can't even get a plate or the appetizer
I just might switch up on a nigga call me Michael Myers
Another me up in my head I'm Lizzie McGuire



Credits
Writer(s): Jaelyn Jackson
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