Sunday

Leo gang bitch
Cuzzo I miss you bruh
I wish you was here bruh

It's A muh fuccin Tuesday yeah
I hit da club ona Wednesday yeah
Girl I been cold
But you turnt a nigga rotten baby
Fuck all that hating
You supposed to be my rider baby
I want dat cash every Sunday yeah
She shaking ass every Friday yeah
I want dat bag
Get the fuck up out my business baby
I gave you dick
So why da fuck yu in yo feelings baby

Fuck that tuff shit
Gang Gang we gone slide on dem
I'll send dat boy to grady ayyyye
Dz lil bitches tryna play meeee aye
You in yo feelings baby
I thought dis what you wanted
Stone cold
Got me feeling like austin baby
Dis shit was better
When you never did cross me baby
I was down but now I'm up
You steady contemplating
When I was down
Who helped me up
I thought this what you wanted
I gotcha granny turnt up
Ona Sunday
I got that gas coming in
Ona money
Dat bitch so bad I ate dat pussy
Like a Sundae
Dat ass so fat I might just even
Throw some ones baby
Fuck that cap shit
Baby girl you know you love dat
Trap shit
Baby girl were da plugs et
Ayye yu said you want the best of me
Aye so bag dat work
Lil bitch stop stressing me aye

It's A muh fuccin Tuesday yeah
I hit the club ona Wednesday yeah
Girl I been cold
But you turnt a nigga rotten baby
Fuck all that hating
You supposed to be my rider baby
I want that cash every Sunday yeah
She shaking ass every Friday yeah
I want dat bag
Get the fuck up out my business baby
I gave you dick
So why the fuck yu in yo feelings baby
It's A muh fuccin Tuesday yeah
I hit da club ona Wednesday yeah
Girl I been cold
But you turnt a nigga rotten baby
Fuck all that hating
You supposed to be my rider baby
I want dat cash every Sunday yeah
She shaking ass every Friday yeah
I want that bag
Get the fuck up out my business baby
I gave you dick
So why da fuck yu in yo feelings baby



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Writer(s): Justin Williams, Robert Ronci, David Pryor
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