Only Fans
(Reuel, stop playing wit' these niggas)
Bitch, I'm only tryna fuck if it's on OnlyFans
I can be the plugs plug the way a nigga sell a gram
Bitch, I love getting cute, I'm something like a businessman
How you know if yah hoe cheating, the same way I know my man's
Nigga hoes gon' be hoes, a wolf finna eat
Before you jump up in that field you better get a pair of cleats
She said she love the way I talk, I tell the hoe that talk is cheap
A nigga hunting with the wolves, but bitch, I hang with the sheep
Turn the flash on, press record now she getting mad
I ain't have a condom, told that bitch to grab a plastic bag
When I'm fucking she gon' call me daddy but I'm not her dad
She don't like the way a nigga living, cause a nigga living fast
Fresh pack of glad, 'cause a nigga still whipping dope
Had to cut a bitch off 'cause she was sniffing all the coke
I let these niggas hang they selves, I'ma just go buy the rope
Ain't never tripping 'bout no bitches I got hoes around the globe
Bitch, from here to the west, niggas know I get it sold
And niggas know I never been no hoe go and checc the scoe
I break the windows on the car bitch, we coming through the Door
It's 50 shots coming up out the Glocc a bitch better get low
Duck and Roll than I'm hitting toes, infrared on these poles
Bitch, a pro with the loads they going stack like dominoes
Niggas talking crazy 'til we inna Beamer with them poles
I got hoes I don't even know, I fuck 'em on the go
Cold War lobby, but it ain't no zombies when we sparking shit
Caught 'em down bad so a nigga had to spark the whip
I'm finna burn the clothes, but a nigga finna swap the glicks
On patrol with these poles, and I'm still throwing 30 Crip
Dirty sticks never trust a hoe, can't wife no dirty bitch
30 shots up in the Glock but he got hit with 36
Ain't beefing wit' no niggas I don't care too much for politics
This shit get crazy run up on the gang we dumping hollow tips
Zombie tips, but it ain't no zombies just a BP
I be in the lab with your bitch like she was DD
Red bottoms on, don't even ask bitch it's Big Cs
The way your bitch mouth always open, think she lip sync (crip)
Bitch, I'm only tryna fuck if it's on OnlyFans
I can be the plugs plug the way a nigga sell a gram
Bitch, I love getting cute, I'm something like a businessman
How you know if yah hoe cheating, the same way I know my man's
Nigga hoes gon' be hoes, a wolf finna eat
Before you jump up in that field you better get a pair of cleats
She said she love the way I talk, I tell the hoe that talk is cheap
A nigga hunting with the wolves, but bitch, I hang with the sheep
Turn the flash on, press record now she getting mad
I ain't have a condom, told that bitch to grab a plastic bag
When I'm fucking she gon' call me daddy but I'm not her dad
She don't like the way a nigga living, cause a nigga living fast
Fresh pack of glad, 'cause a nigga still whipping dope
Had to cut a bitch off 'cause she was sniffing all the coke
I let these niggas hang they selves, I'ma just go buy the rope
Ain't never tripping 'bout no bitches I got hoes around the globe
Bitch, from here to the west, niggas know I get it sold
And niggas know I never been no hoe go and checc the scoe
I break the windows on the car bitch, we coming through the Door
It's 50 shots coming up out the Glocc a bitch better get low
Duck and Roll than I'm hitting toes, infrared on these poles
Bitch, a pro with the loads they going stack like dominoes
Niggas talking crazy 'til we inna Beamer with them poles
I got hoes I don't even know, I fuck 'em on the go
Cold War lobby, but it ain't no zombies when we sparking shit
Caught 'em down bad so a nigga had to spark the whip
I'm finna burn the clothes, but a nigga finna swap the glicks
On patrol with these poles, and I'm still throwing 30 Crip
Dirty sticks never trust a hoe, can't wife no dirty bitch
30 shots up in the Glock but he got hit with 36
Ain't beefing wit' no niggas I don't care too much for politics
This shit get crazy run up on the gang we dumping hollow tips
Zombie tips, but it ain't no zombies just a BP
I be in the lab with your bitch like she was DD
Red bottoms on, don't even ask bitch it's Big Cs
The way your bitch mouth always open, think she lip sync (crip)
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Writer(s): Daejwon Manley
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