I DONT WANT YOU HERE
Eyy, eyy, yeah
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
Okay like, I can't fuck with none of you hoes
Okay like, oh my God, do not send me your toes
Like, no bitch, I will not buy all your clothes
'Cause if you gonna text my number then you best be my bro
Say what? You a lil' bitch
Wit' yo' lil' clit
Lil drip
You ain't seen shit
In your dreams bitch
Here I go
Wit' the big hits
Makin' big hits
Big, bitch
I got six figs
On my sick shit, yeah
Ooh, I don't wanna play wit' you hoes
Where that coochie been? Lord only knows
I just want some loyalty, hoe
I don't want you here in my zone
I don't wanna play wit' you hoes
Where that coochie been? Lord only knows
I just want some loyalty though (Aye)
I don't want you here in my zone, like
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
I've been tryna get someone, but she told me that ""I'm only really there for fun"", yeah
You don't wanna test my guns, like, yeah I'm boutta spit, look out and run, yeah
I can tell that y'all been goin' crazy
Like I'm flattered that ya' think that we goated and so amazing
But really, we keepin' the six-feet distance from being lazy
And a second that a hater shows up, we make em hazy
Like, we 'boutta pull up and make em' all go disappear, yuh
Whatever the weather, we never been wantin' you here, nah
So I show em all out, while they grabbin' the beer
Like, why the hell is you annoying? We ain't ready to veer, like
I don't really want you here with us, if all you wanna do is tell these lies
Tryna be a loyal one then hop up on the bus, then we finna pass by, sky-high
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
Hey listen bro, you gotta give her one of these
You gotta give her one of these bro, like when you inside bro
Like you, you hit the walls to the side, you hit 'em wit' a little bit of the side action
You just like, you just like, you do one of these
Boom boom, hit walls, walls, walls
Mm mm, bring it in!
Listen, I'm an expert at this okay, I can tell you how it works
Listen, your boy puts in busine-
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
Okay like, I can't fuck with none of you hoes
Okay like, oh my God, do not send me your toes
Like, no bitch, I will not buy all your clothes
'Cause if you gonna text my number then you best be my bro
Say what? You a lil' bitch
Wit' yo' lil' clit
Lil drip
You ain't seen shit
In your dreams bitch
Here I go
Wit' the big hits
Makin' big hits
Big, bitch
I got six figs
On my sick shit, yeah
Ooh, I don't wanna play wit' you hoes
Where that coochie been? Lord only knows
I just want some loyalty, hoe
I don't want you here in my zone
I don't wanna play wit' you hoes
Where that coochie been? Lord only knows
I just want some loyalty though (Aye)
I don't want you here in my zone, like
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
I've been tryna get someone, but she told me that ""I'm only really there for fun"", yeah
You don't wanna test my guns, like, yeah I'm boutta spit, look out and run, yeah
I can tell that y'all been goin' crazy
Like I'm flattered that ya' think that we goated and so amazing
But really, we keepin' the six-feet distance from being lazy
And a second that a hater shows up, we make em hazy
Like, we 'boutta pull up and make em' all go disappear, yuh
Whatever the weather, we never been wantin' you here, nah
So I show em all out, while they grabbin' the beer
Like, why the hell is you annoying? We ain't ready to veer, like
I don't really want you here with us, if all you wanna do is tell these lies
Tryna be a loyal one then hop up on the bus, then we finna pass by, sky-high
Yeah, I'ma get my fuckin' bands
すべてくろ we pull up
And bring that choo choo, leave you braindead
Uh, know I'm rockin' with the homies
Think you love me. you don't know me, fosho B
Fosho, I know I'm actin' like I'm fuckin' stupid but this shit is a ploy
Cuz when I'm walkin' with my bag lil' bitch I feel like I'm NOI
And when you talking on my name, I'm just too big to annoy
You think you gettin' on my nerves, but B to me, you a toy
Hey listen bro, you gotta give her one of these
You gotta give her one of these bro, like when you inside bro
Like you, you hit the walls to the side, you hit 'em wit' a little bit of the side action
You just like, you just like, you do one of these
Boom boom, hit walls, walls, walls
Mm mm, bring it in!
Listen, I'm an expert at this okay, I can tell you how it works
Listen, your boy puts in busine-
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Writer(s): Miles Gregor Splaver, Matthew Saito
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