LemmeGetOff
Tag team that bih like hardy
Ride this dick she gnarly
She swallow oh my goodness
She love me call her stupid
Tag team that bih like hardy
Ride this dick she gnarly
Can't trust you no I'm sorry
I'm a baller you my option
Pour up the four sip on the Fanta
Fuck on that bitch she look Hanna Montana
Diamonds be dancing
Pussy been prancing
Baller been balling since age like eleven
She is a groupie hold on my tooley
Walk in this bitch I'm the baddest like Uzi
Shawty just choosing shawty a groupie
Fucking on me cause she want some new boobies
Say he not balling say he not rapping
I will out rap any nigga no chritsmas
We call it bristmas potna talk red
Aiming that beam at your head lose a leg
Bitches is cummy niggas is dummy
Like I didn't stick to the gut in my stomach
Baller is boujee baller is pretty
Shawty in love with the way I do music
How I say Baller
How I say Baby
Just a young nigga tryna fuck up these commas
I don't do drama
I don't do talking
Chopper goin sing like Summer, no walker
Wave at Mrs. Parker wave at your granny
Pussy be feeling jam sticky and gewy like damn
Shoot at ya neck fuck ya mans
Be on some lyrical Cole
Knowing damn you don't feel from the soul
You just wanna hear bout gold
I'm just a young nigga
Chasing these riches
Don't care bout no bitches
Potna leave stiches
Okay I cap, they leave em in ditches
Okay I cap, shit really a secret
Potna goin spray and leave with no witness
Baller goin rap to go fuck on these bitches
So many styles you listen you witness
Might sing a heartbreak my nigga like breezy
Might out rap a nigga my nigga like weezy
Might write a letter my nigga like drizzy
Might make a vibe they saying lil Carti
Off of the perc in my Future I'm sorry
Niggas say I don't rap enough foo
He sound like this he sound like that
Bitch I'm fye that's what the fuck you say
Just lemme get off
Lemme get off
Lemme get off all on my dick
Lemme get off you all on my dick
Lemme get off ya bitch riding my shit
You's a bitch
You's a hoe
Like I won't kick through the front
Like I won't go through the door
Fuck at ya moma she hoe
Fuck on ya
Ride this dick she gnarly
She swallow oh my goodness
She love me call her stupid
Tag team that bih like hardy
Ride this dick she gnarly
Can't trust you no I'm sorry
I'm a baller you my option
Pour up the four sip on the Fanta
Fuck on that bitch she look Hanna Montana
Diamonds be dancing
Pussy been prancing
Baller been balling since age like eleven
She is a groupie hold on my tooley
Walk in this bitch I'm the baddest like Uzi
Shawty just choosing shawty a groupie
Fucking on me cause she want some new boobies
Say he not balling say he not rapping
I will out rap any nigga no chritsmas
We call it bristmas potna talk red
Aiming that beam at your head lose a leg
Bitches is cummy niggas is dummy
Like I didn't stick to the gut in my stomach
Baller is boujee baller is pretty
Shawty in love with the way I do music
How I say Baller
How I say Baby
Just a young nigga tryna fuck up these commas
I don't do drama
I don't do talking
Chopper goin sing like Summer, no walker
Wave at Mrs. Parker wave at your granny
Pussy be feeling jam sticky and gewy like damn
Shoot at ya neck fuck ya mans
Be on some lyrical Cole
Knowing damn you don't feel from the soul
You just wanna hear bout gold
I'm just a young nigga
Chasing these riches
Don't care bout no bitches
Potna leave stiches
Okay I cap, they leave em in ditches
Okay I cap, shit really a secret
Potna goin spray and leave with no witness
Baller goin rap to go fuck on these bitches
So many styles you listen you witness
Might sing a heartbreak my nigga like breezy
Might out rap a nigga my nigga like weezy
Might write a letter my nigga like drizzy
Might make a vibe they saying lil Carti
Off of the perc in my Future I'm sorry
Niggas say I don't rap enough foo
He sound like this he sound like that
Bitch I'm fye that's what the fuck you say
Just lemme get off
Lemme get off
Lemme get off all on my dick
Lemme get off you all on my dick
Lemme get off ya bitch riding my shit
You's a bitch
You's a hoe
Like I won't kick through the front
Like I won't go through the door
Fuck at ya moma she hoe
Fuck on ya
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Writer(s): Jd Jones
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