Dance
Yea Yea
Fuck it boy BDT
I'm only wit da gang
Pussy
Let's go
Yeah yeah
Let's go
Bitch I want a million bucks
But she want a bag
I pray that I stay alive
Just to see my opps dead
And stand up on they casket
And just laughing at they funeral
Let me analyze the situation
Show you I ain't going the most
All in my phone
Saying that he Gon call the cops
But when In person
Acting like he tough
Like he wanna box
Fuck my step pops
If they gave me two years just to live
I would do the job myself
Boy I don't give a shit
They like
Why the fuck you hate his bitch ass so much
What he do to you
If only you knew what I knew
You wouldn't ask that stupid question
Manipulative lil pussy boy
I swear that he Gon learn his lesson
He have my grandma all in Haiti
She stuck now she call me stressing
Bitch I'm speaking my mind
How the fuck you Gon incriminate me
All my opps remind me of that boy
Thirty five KD
Fuck a nine to five
I don't want slavery
Bitch I want the cake
If god was to come down right now And grab the pussy niggas
Boy is you safe
Yeah he walk around with the fake chain
That shit all insane
And they had me
But I swear to god thought he was my man's
Imma keep the boy around
But with the devil I dance
And he keep on playing around
I'm petty boy you Gon learn
Yeah he walk around with the fake chain
That shit all insane
And they had me
But I swear to god thought he was my man's
Imma keep the boy around
But with the devil I dance
And he keep on playing around
I'm petty boy you Gon learn
Fuck it boy BDT
I'm only wit da gang
Pussy
Let's go
Yeah yeah
Let's go
Bitch I want a million bucks
But she want a bag
I pray that I stay alive
Just to see my opps dead
And stand up on they casket
And just laughing at they funeral
Let me analyze the situation
Show you I ain't going the most
All in my phone
Saying that he Gon call the cops
But when In person
Acting like he tough
Like he wanna box
Fuck my step pops
If they gave me two years just to live
I would do the job myself
Boy I don't give a shit
They like
Why the fuck you hate his bitch ass so much
What he do to you
If only you knew what I knew
You wouldn't ask that stupid question
Manipulative lil pussy boy
I swear that he Gon learn his lesson
He have my grandma all in Haiti
She stuck now she call me stressing
Bitch I'm speaking my mind
How the fuck you Gon incriminate me
All my opps remind me of that boy
Thirty five KD
Fuck a nine to five
I don't want slavery
Bitch I want the cake
If god was to come down right now And grab the pussy niggas
Boy is you safe
Yeah he walk around with the fake chain
That shit all insane
And they had me
But I swear to god thought he was my man's
Imma keep the boy around
But with the devil I dance
And he keep on playing around
I'm petty boy you Gon learn
Yeah he walk around with the fake chain
That shit all insane
And they had me
But I swear to god thought he was my man's
Imma keep the boy around
But with the devil I dance
And he keep on playing around
I'm petty boy you Gon learn
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Writer(s): Woodjerry Noel
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