Introducement
She asking me about relationships
I'm kind of fucked up bout my last one
I'm just chilling til that bag come
I fuck round with this dancer
And I fuck round with this rapper
But I ain't hit it since like last month
She act like it don't matter
But She catching feelings
Throwing tantrums
Still throw that ass back we moving backwards
And she eat my whole dick up
I swear I'm baffled
Me picking up the phone is like you playing in a raffle
But that don't matter
Is it me
Or that ass got fatter
I'm so G she ain't got to check my status
M.O.B nigga better check your balance
I'm that nigga now I had to up my standards
I just hope a bitch don't take my love for granted
I Can't stay calm
That pussy bomb like Napalm
Ima fuck her for some hours told her I won't take long
While they on they way home
He going through his bae phone
Calling me like who this is
Bitch this Jake from State Farm
I hope I ain't get you in trouble
That ain't my business
Always telling me what he ain't doing for you
Yeah you had chances to succeed that nigga blew it for you
Ima put that dick on you right now cause I been doing doubles
Working I'm just trying to bubble
She know this shit off the muscle
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Bitch if the mouth wet then the whole house flex
New shoes
I might even buy the kids an outfit
New rules if you for baby don't announce it
I ain't good at being good, but bitch I'm good at counting
I ain't tricking, but I got you
What you need a thousand
Juvie ain't finish his verse so I came back around it
He probably somewhere out of town with a thick
Brown skin
I take a bitch still dick her down in the public housing
She know I be standing out even when it's crowded
Moving swiftly with that pow nigga slick as John Wick
My bitch dime times ten
But she be with that nonsense
But she still gon let me fuck before she shut her eyelids
I'm keeping my steel
That's just how I live
Please don't be scared of me
I then gave you my all and now you in a rush
Like you got somewhere to be
We just repeating history so
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Yeah
It go
After
You
Back it up then stop
Wop
Wop
Wop
Drop it like it's hot
I said after
You back it up then stop
She kept it tight for ol boy, but now she calling pop-a-lock
I hope she ain't a thot
I fucked her at my momma spot
Ain't no pussy like another nigga baby momma Wap
Yeah
Drop it like it's hot
I hope her poppa ain't a cop
She probably fucked the opps so I go round her with the glock
Her boyfriend Mickey Mouse
He be with Donald and the flocks
Just incase some shit get sticky I be riding with the mop
When it get rowdy we like Roddy
We gon put him in a box
Beep boop
All my bitches take commands
They robots
The hoes out
Tried to give her ass a chance she showed out
Want more clout
Like you ain't have my whole dick in your mouth
No doubt
I like all my women waxed with toes out
No Afros if so you can roll bounce
I'm skating on her
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Bitch if the mouth wet then the whole house flex
New shoes
I might even buy the kids an outfit
New rules if you for baby don't announce it
I ain't good at being good, but bitch I'm good at counting
I ain't tricking, but I got you
What you need a thousand
I'm kind of fucked up bout my last one
I'm just chilling til that bag come
I fuck round with this dancer
And I fuck round with this rapper
But I ain't hit it since like last month
She act like it don't matter
But She catching feelings
Throwing tantrums
Still throw that ass back we moving backwards
And she eat my whole dick up
I swear I'm baffled
Me picking up the phone is like you playing in a raffle
But that don't matter
Is it me
Or that ass got fatter
I'm so G she ain't got to check my status
M.O.B nigga better check your balance
I'm that nigga now I had to up my standards
I just hope a bitch don't take my love for granted
I Can't stay calm
That pussy bomb like Napalm
Ima fuck her for some hours told her I won't take long
While they on they way home
He going through his bae phone
Calling me like who this is
Bitch this Jake from State Farm
I hope I ain't get you in trouble
That ain't my business
Always telling me what he ain't doing for you
Yeah you had chances to succeed that nigga blew it for you
Ima put that dick on you right now cause I been doing doubles
Working I'm just trying to bubble
She know this shit off the muscle
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Bitch if the mouth wet then the whole house flex
New shoes
I might even buy the kids an outfit
New rules if you for baby don't announce it
I ain't good at being good, but bitch I'm good at counting
I ain't tricking, but I got you
What you need a thousand
Juvie ain't finish his verse so I came back around it
He probably somewhere out of town with a thick
Brown skin
I take a bitch still dick her down in the public housing
She know I be standing out even when it's crowded
Moving swiftly with that pow nigga slick as John Wick
My bitch dime times ten
But she be with that nonsense
But she still gon let me fuck before she shut her eyelids
I'm keeping my steel
That's just how I live
Please don't be scared of me
I then gave you my all and now you in a rush
Like you got somewhere to be
We just repeating history so
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Yeah
It go
After
You
Back it up then stop
Wop
Wop
Wop
Drop it like it's hot
I said after
You back it up then stop
She kept it tight for ol boy, but now she calling pop-a-lock
I hope she ain't a thot
I fucked her at my momma spot
Ain't no pussy like another nigga baby momma Wap
Yeah
Drop it like it's hot
I hope her poppa ain't a cop
She probably fucked the opps so I go round her with the glock
Her boyfriend Mickey Mouse
He be with Donald and the flocks
Just incase some shit get sticky I be riding with the mop
When it get rowdy we like Roddy
We gon put him in a box
Beep boop
All my bitches take commands
They robots
The hoes out
Tried to give her ass a chance she showed out
Want more clout
Like you ain't have my whole dick in your mouth
No doubt
I like all my women waxed with toes out
No Afros if so you can roll bounce
I'm skating on her
This my introducement
I don't think you want to deal with my confusion
I'm so fucked up in the head and Ima prove it
But I could put you on game about some shit so you ain't losing
I ain't got the biggest heart
But I got a lot of dick
And everybody know I was the shit
When I was profitless
No I ain't rich, but I can help you with that shopping list
If that pussy mine these pockets yours that's just how I am
Bitch if the mouth wet then the whole house flex
New shoes
I might even buy the kids an outfit
New rules if you for baby don't announce it
I ain't good at being good, but bitch I'm good at counting
I ain't tricking, but I got you
What you need a thousand
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Payton
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