You Knew Better

Ima
Slow stroke King big dick short nigga
If she gotta only fans then i'm doing business with her
Put it deep inside her throat, wasn't sure if it would fit her
But she told me that her mama didn't raise a lil quitter

I-know, oh, yeah
Ima jiggy nigga like manolo, oh
Fuck her then I take her out to soho, oh
Pretty bitch only love me off the coco
I-know, oh, yeah
Movin day-to-day in my four-door, huh
Everyone who see me take a photo, huh
Check for you even tho you don't hit-me any-more

My best friend been really despiteful
She scream murder, mikael Michael
Let's play hangman, here we go tightrope
Ima toxic nigga baby ima fucking psycho

Pop her cherry white dress bridal
He a deadbeat lay homicidal
Pop a pill now she feelin me
Bless her up ima personal disciple

Nigga fugazi takeoff in my coup
Be a real lady and blow me like soup
I don't need soldiers and I don't troops
Niggas be idols inside they own group

Shooting my shot and I shoot many hoops
I make a right and I'm speeding the loop
Murder the case and they loving to snoop
She keep it real when we meet in a few

I know you see me
With these diamonds
Dancing on my teeth
Hit her with the
I got everything
If you just roll wit me
White hurrachis matching
Wit a 3m beanie
Nike fleece
Big boy
Sicko,
Backshots wit ya girl
She dirt my tee

Hittin' this bitch Chris breezy, aye
Rest in the pussy like weezy, aye
Smile bitch, I'm cheesy, aye
To many niggas wanna be me, aye
Come here bitch come see me
Play with the pussy Come feed me huh



Credits
Writer(s): Jaden Haynes
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