Dead Hoes
(Weaver)
Damn
Ay, ay
First off, fuck my old bitches
Deletin' the pictures and block you on Insta'
Tell you the truth, don't know why I hit you
Man, it had to be them jeans, Lord knows I was trippin'
One thing I hate is a liar
Bitch, try to play me now, we smokin' on Miah
Said you was gon' ride, guess you need a new tire
Bitch, the pack with Keshana, that shit too fire
I be smokin' all my exes
Ain't from Houston, can't get no textes
Told Deadea, "Hit the road, girl, I ain't gon' sweat you"
My opp bitch play, so you know I left her
Fuck shh, she tried to put a baby on me
I don't know how you mad at me, when you used to fuck the homies
Nek got my name on her, she barely even know me
Told Mimi she a secret, better stop all that postin'
Yaya thinks I'll love
Soon as I get home, I'ma put her in the wood
Hurt my feelings, man, I wish a bitch would
Say you leavin' me, bitch, I'ma say "Good" (hey)
My hoe LaKate blow me up
Only time I answer when a nigga wanna fuck
But fuck Teka, she tried to play me like a duck
Tried to tell my sidewhore, she knows what's up
Who I smoke? All of my exes
On a real, bitch, I wish I never met you
Fuck my mans, bitch, I send 'em at you
That's why I ran off with yo' taxes
Bitches ain't shit and I ain't either
I always cheat first, just in case you cheatin'
I play tit-for-tat, bitch, I'ma get even
By the time I'm done, ho, you gon' say I'm evil
Fuck Taja, fuck tia, fuck Brittany
Don't miss these hoes but they miss me
Know I'm too slick, think a nigga pimpin'
Killed that pussy and her friend was a witness
Now her friend wanna let me hit it
You know I ain't shit, Big Whop did it
Court' now in my DMs tryna get it
Meka too wild, let me nut on her titties
Simone says real so she got it tatted
Fuck the stripper bitch that's too ratchet
Know I had to hit it when I saw that ass clappin'
I done ran through so much of mascara
I know Kila still mad at me
Thought she was gonna be the one, shit tragic
Never met Bri mama, she still call me Daddy
We smokin' on opps, but these bitches still gas
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
Ay, ay, Big Whop in this
Fuck you bitches
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
You ain't gotta smoke the opps, mayne
Sometimes you can smoke the thots, know what I'm sayin'
All these bitches real people that I listed
Man you gon' search this shit up
Rollin' up the hoes right now
Q3, you rollin' one up, Brent, roll one up, Spinz, you roll one up
Yeah, man, we smokin' these hoes man
Bink Gang man, niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
Damn
Ay, ay
First off, fuck my old bitches
Deletin' the pictures and block you on Insta'
Tell you the truth, don't know why I hit you
Man, it had to be them jeans, Lord knows I was trippin'
One thing I hate is a liar
Bitch, try to play me now, we smokin' on Miah
Said you was gon' ride, guess you need a new tire
Bitch, the pack with Keshana, that shit too fire
I be smokin' all my exes
Ain't from Houston, can't get no textes
Told Deadea, "Hit the road, girl, I ain't gon' sweat you"
My opp bitch play, so you know I left her
Fuck shh, she tried to put a baby on me
I don't know how you mad at me, when you used to fuck the homies
Nek got my name on her, she barely even know me
Told Mimi she a secret, better stop all that postin'
Yaya thinks I'll love
Soon as I get home, I'ma put her in the wood
Hurt my feelings, man, I wish a bitch would
Say you leavin' me, bitch, I'ma say "Good" (hey)
My hoe LaKate blow me up
Only time I answer when a nigga wanna fuck
But fuck Teka, she tried to play me like a duck
Tried to tell my sidewhore, she knows what's up
Who I smoke? All of my exes
On a real, bitch, I wish I never met you
Fuck my mans, bitch, I send 'em at you
That's why I ran off with yo' taxes
Bitches ain't shit and I ain't either
I always cheat first, just in case you cheatin'
I play tit-for-tat, bitch, I'ma get even
By the time I'm done, ho, you gon' say I'm evil
Fuck Taja, fuck tia, fuck Brittany
Don't miss these hoes but they miss me
Know I'm too slick, think a nigga pimpin'
Killed that pussy and her friend was a witness
Now her friend wanna let me hit it
You know I ain't shit, Big Whop did it
Court' now in my DMs tryna get it
Meka too wild, let me nut on her titties
Simone says real so she got it tatted
Fuck the stripper bitch that's too ratchet
Know I had to hit it when I saw that ass clappin'
I done ran through so much of mascara
I know Kila still mad at me
Thought she was gonna be the one, shit tragic
Never met Bri mama, she still call me Daddy
We smokin' on opps, but these bitches still gas
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
Ay, ay, Big Whop in this
Fuck you bitches
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
You ain't gotta smoke the opps, mayne
Sometimes you can smoke the thots, know what I'm sayin'
All these bitches real people that I listed
Man you gon' search this shit up
Rollin' up the hoes right now
Q3, you rollin' one up, Brent, roll one up, Spinz, you roll one up
Yeah, man, we smokin' these hoes man
Bink Gang man, niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
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