Shame On You
(Cook up some more?)
Hey, jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
Shawty look bad, but she want my cash (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't go like that, shawty, I'm gon' pass (I'm gon' pass)
She said she want Christian Dior-or
I can't buy shit for that whore (I can't but it)
Kicked that lil' bitch out the door (out the door)
She keep blowin' my phone, I ignore it (I ignore it)
I'm too swift, I'm too clean (clean)
Designer all over my jeans (all over my jeans)
Better call your lift, fuck you mean? (Fuck you mean?)
No, you can't hang with the team
Only with me 'cause I just been flossin'
Gotta fuck with that bitch with a caution
I don't really catch feelings too often
Bitch, I'm tryna go far and go all in, yeah
Jumped out the gym like Jordan (Jordan)
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous (look gorgeous)
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
We in the back of the back, we in the back of the trap
She wanna, mm, wan' hit a lick for a rack
I told her, "I'll hit you back" (yeah)
I got this job on the street
All you gotta do is fuck him to sleep (fuck him to sleep)
God, there's no need to be nervous
We comin' after, make sure he won't hurt you
He got the pounds on the table (table)
First we gon' make sure we're stable (stable)
Couple shots goin' right to his face, ayy
We gon' make sure it get fatal
We just hit up this bando (bando)
Now we out the bag, though, huh
We got your bag, ho'
Come get it back, ho', hey
Jumped out the gym like Jordan (like Jordan)
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign (two-door foreign)
All my bitches look gorgeous (gorgeous)
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
(Yeah, yeah)
Hey, jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
Shawty look bad, but she want my cash (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't go like that, shawty, I'm gon' pass (I'm gon' pass)
She said she want Christian Dior-or
I can't buy shit for that whore (I can't but it)
Kicked that lil' bitch out the door (out the door)
She keep blowin' my phone, I ignore it (I ignore it)
I'm too swift, I'm too clean (clean)
Designer all over my jeans (all over my jeans)
Better call your lift, fuck you mean? (Fuck you mean?)
No, you can't hang with the team
Only with me 'cause I just been flossin'
Gotta fuck with that bitch with a caution
I don't really catch feelings too often
Bitch, I'm tryna go far and go all in, yeah
Jumped out the gym like Jordan (Jordan)
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous (look gorgeous)
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
We in the back of the back, we in the back of the trap
She wanna, mm, wan' hit a lick for a rack
I told her, "I'll hit you back" (yeah)
I got this job on the street
All you gotta do is fuck him to sleep (fuck him to sleep)
God, there's no need to be nervous
We comin' after, make sure he won't hurt you
He got the pounds on the table (table)
First we gon' make sure we're stable (stable)
Couple shots goin' right to his face, ayy
We gon' make sure it get fatal
We just hit up this bando (bando)
Now we out the bag, though, huh
We got your bag, ho'
Come get it back, ho', hey
Jumped out the gym like Jordan (like Jordan)
I'm tryna cop me a two-door foreign (two-door foreign)
All my bitches look gorgeous (gorgeous)
When she bend it over, bet her shit look enormous
Shame on you, I got away wit' your ho' (wit' your ho')
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, put the pain on the toe (pain on the toe)
Dick inside her neck, I like to play with her throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay with the ho'
(Yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Julian Hecker, James Jackson, Gibbo, Mvneyevery
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