7 hellz
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
I sound like Chief Keef in this bih'
Bang
Bang bang, bang (Yuh)
Aye, done with the hoe give ya hoe back
Bitch I'm a king and you already know that
You a lil' boy don't fuck wimme go back
Get back, sit back
Bitch I'm pourin' up wocky I sip dat
Fuck on that bitch, holy shit gotta big back
Hoe like Demani, you know she want Big Mac
Pull up to the cut with a big ass big mac (10)
All black, yea that shit gotta big mag
Break ha' back, like a muthafuckin' KitKat
That hoe was a kiss ass
At least she gotta big ass
She make me feel so muthafuckin' wonderful
Who knew a black hearted girl was colorful?
Man her face looks like heaven
Write our names on the wall
Cause for you I'm a fucking felon
Bitch I'm never ever bailing
Leave, then I'm fucking wailing
I hate this bitch so much, but i love what I'm fucking feeling
My fault I'm crushing
You the best that's the end of discussion
You my Happy Meal that's McLovin'
Give me a chance I'll show you somethin'
Baby don't leave you'll leave me nothing
Excuse my cheeks just know I'm blushing
Hopefully this shit bumpin'
Just know that I'm not bluffin'
Aye, let me start it back
Shawty hold my balls like a Quarterback
She built curvy like a cul-de-sac
You a broke bitch, you need yo quarter back
Meow bitch, that's how pussy goes
Fuck on my bitch like its Amber Rose
You take pics I stand and pose
Put them dogs away, they look like Thanos toes
Homeless bitch, abandoned clothes
Fuck the flannel, get a sweater then we stand and pose
Bang, bang
I sound like Chief Keef in this bih'
Bang
Bang bang, bang (Yuh)
Aye, done with the hoe give ya hoe back
Bitch I'm a king and you already know that
You a lil' boy don't fuck wimme go back
Get back, sit back
Bitch I'm pourin' up wocky I sip dat
Fuck on that bitch, holy shit gotta big back
Hoe like Demani, you know she want Big Mac
Pull up to the cut with a big ass big mac (10)
All black, yea that shit gotta big mag
Break ha' back, like a muthafuckin' KitKat
That hoe was a kiss ass
At least she gotta big ass
She make me feel so muthafuckin' wonderful
Who knew a black hearted girl was colorful?
Man her face looks like heaven
Write our names on the wall
Cause for you I'm a fucking felon
Bitch I'm never ever bailing
Leave, then I'm fucking wailing
I hate this bitch so much, but i love what I'm fucking feeling
My fault I'm crushing
You the best that's the end of discussion
You my Happy Meal that's McLovin'
Give me a chance I'll show you somethin'
Baby don't leave you'll leave me nothing
Excuse my cheeks just know I'm blushing
Hopefully this shit bumpin'
Just know that I'm not bluffin'
Aye, let me start it back
Shawty hold my balls like a Quarterback
She built curvy like a cul-de-sac
You a broke bitch, you need yo quarter back
Meow bitch, that's how pussy goes
Fuck on my bitch like its Amber Rose
You take pics I stand and pose
Put them dogs away, they look like Thanos toes
Homeless bitch, abandoned clothes
Fuck the flannel, get a sweater then we stand and pose
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Writer(s): Isaac Arratia
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