Julianna

Happy you alive
Girl, you so divine
I'ma break your spine
And you cannot decline
Girl, I'ma make you mine, yeah
I'ma make you mine, yeah
Brighter than the sun
Don't know where you from
But I don't give a fuck
Cause I'ma make you cum
And we just having fun
Yeah, we just having

When I pop up out the cut you see Fiction Fake, he flexed up
Nigga get your thotty, she at my place and she dressed up
Nigga got some guts pull up to me, go get your chest up
Don't even need a gun, 'cause they see me, they know they messed up
Bitch, let's make make a movie pull your phone out
Fuck her best friend
Nigga, I got shooters in this bitch he bought an F.N
People start to turn when you get big, already noticed this
Gotta hit the stu', take off your clothes, let's get this over with
We got a lot of drums, lot of guns, lot of shells, lot of pumps
Bitch, I just can't ever get caught lackin' so I ride with one
Smokin' on that gas pack, you know that shit done hit my lungs
My ice just like my bitches yeah, my neck and my wrist just floods
Hit that bitch right from the back and she still gon' feel my style
And when your man gon' be home?
I can be here for a while
If that girl need me, here's my number you can dial
Even if we ain't on good terms I'm still trying to make you smile

Happy you alive
Girl, you so divine
I'ma break your spine
And you cannot decline
Girl, I'ma make you mine, yeah
I'ma make you mine, yeah
Brighter than the sun
Don't know where you from
But I don't give a fuck
Cause I'ma make you cum
And we just having fun
Yeah, we just having

Girl, I'll make you cum
Girl, I'll make you cum
Yea, we havin' fun (Fuck is he talkin' 'bout?)
Yea, we havin' fun (Fuck is he talkin' 'bout?)
Yea, we havin' fun (Aye, aye, aye, yah!)
Yah!
I'll make you cum
Aye, the fuck is he talkin' 'bout? (Aye)
Girl, I'll make you cum
Fuck is he talkin' 'bout?

Your girl got ass and she shaking, we home alone like it's vacant
I heard that pussy boy fakin', no I heard that pussy boy blocked me
Give you insurance you drop me
Now I'm going up you can't stop me
Aye, aye, (aye) and I don't give a fuck bout your shawty
Aye, how you be seen with her? You know she ugly and horny
Aye, lemme hit that right on camera, she don't wanna call it porn
And I want her head, don't want her hands, I won't nut on her arm
Aye (aye) aye (aye), she yell at me please don't save it
Aye, she act like this is forever once I bust girl then we faded
Tell Julianna I made it, I bet she mad that I made it
I bet they mad that I made it
Cried on my shoulder can't take it
Aye, why you spam me at 2?
Want to fuck her to some freaky kinks
Aye, I heard the homecoming queen want to come over like sneaky link
Stepbrother look mad, made the bed shake and now the floors creakin'
Got a group of new hoes every season
My bitch found out that I'm cheating
Aye, aye, she DM me looking for clout
Aye, her neighbors be callin' the cops
'Cause I made your bitch scream and shout



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Writer(s): Timothy Joseph Brown
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