What You Got?

I got half a dozen hoes
I got bales and I got sneaks
I got iPhones for the low and ps5s two for three
Yo bitch can come in, but for you it's gon be a fee
Actually, got anything you want
Tell me what you need
Factually, I'm crossin' out the box
This shit is scenic
You rather be my bitch
Or another hoe outchea claimin' she seen it
Girl you got a big ole booty I think you should have a seatin'
Ion wanna catch no cooties, but you gon give me a reason
Ion want a hoe who's moody and you switch by the season
Ion fuck wit ya fruity friend, slick type treason
Regardless imma ball like a pimp, bitch no pleasin'
I ain't stallin' no simp, nah yeen just teasin'

Know imma ball regardless of a bitch I couldn't give a fuck about ya plot
Main nigga shit I don't een think you boys could fathom a thought
Releasin' Carnage in this bitch and I ain't be no Eddie Brock
They yellin' keep us 'Cleetus' (Keep us)
When I come through and I get that nigga got
Ain't know it was ya block boy, mark ya terriorty
I ain't wanna get ya ass hot, but she did it for me
Ion know what you got, but we don't tote no forties
Seen that you got lip locked when I pressed ya story
Funny how ya block turnt when you hit the jury
On me imma get the team sittin' tight and sturdy

I got half a dozen hoes
I got bales and I got sneaks
I got iPhones for the low and ps5s two for three
Yo bitch can come in, but for you it's gon be a fee
Actually, got anything you want
Tell me what you need
Factually, I'm crossin' out the box
This shit is scenic
You rather be my bitch
Or another hoe outchea claimin' she seen it
Girl you got a big ole booty I think you should have a seatin'
Ion wanna catch no cooties, but you gon give me a reason
Ion want a hoe who's moody and you switch by the season
Ion fuck wit ya fruity friend, slick type treason
Regardless imma ball like a pimp, bitch no pleasin'
I ain't stallin' no simp, nah yeen just teasin'



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Writer(s): Anthony King Jr
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