Amair's Mother

Get off my line
I say bitch you dime
I'm wearing Louis Vuitton
I'm making thousands you ain't worth time

Get off my dick
Actually ride it
Airplane mode no pilot
Make sure phone on silent

You post pictures and I don't like it
You want dick and I don't provide it
You want this but I won't supply it
You want this? Then I won't go buy it

Play my music to reach your climax

Pussy on drip, yea it was nice
Told me the dick was enticing

Like when I'm dripping with ice
Pussy over there throbbing

But I do not pay it no mind
If it ain't money I'm fine
I want my diamonds to blind me
I want my city behind me
Don't want no bitch if she slimy
I'm like a Pokémon if it was shiny

Bitch I am rare
Let's make it clear
I got bitches wanting babies - histerical

Government hoes tryna give me the chair
Tryna incriminate me when I wasn't even there

How that's my baby when I'm over here
Say she want testes but I do not care

I'm on the clock tryna run up a check
Bitches know I'm the worst but they see who the best
Money, fuck bitches you know all the rest
And she sick cuz I mentioned the shit on my neck

Get off my line
I say bitch you a dime
Uh get off my line
I ain't gone trip cuz you fine

Get off my line
Get off my line
I had a wonderful time
But you gotta get off my line

Get off my line
I say bitch you dime
I'm wearing Louis Vuitton
I'm making thousands you ain't worth time

Get off my line
I say bitch you a dime
Uh get off my line
I ain't gone trip cuz you fine



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Cooper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link