Toxic Masculinity

I feel like da greatest
Dis right here be da latest
Dis right here for da ladies
Let me be blatant
Now let me be honest
Promise to never stay true to my promises
They hold onto problems don't know what the problem is
They talk about struggle don't what the bottom is
Yeah
So i'm a be true
You should be worried if Ian calling on you
Prolly found me a new she coming with two
They gone suck da whole crew
Now I know it sound crazy da reason you hate me I'm right back to thinking bout you
Calling yo phone tryna see what you doing
Calling yo phone just to if you miss me
Tipsy pouring det whiskey
I know you ain busy
I hope you forgive me ugh
It was All good then I fucked shit up

Fucking det Nigga det shit Ain no back
Ion want you no more had to tell her just get back
Ugh
Dressing all black Nigga my fit and my stick match
Ugh
She call me Joe Burrow ima get sacks
Ugh
So no Ian phased I'm still getting paid
I'm back in my ways im back in my bag
Bitch I'm sliding like skis give a fuvk who he had
I'ma fuck on his bitch and go get her sun rags
Might fuck on her mama she calling me dad
I'm crossing hoes like plaid
I'm crossing hoes like Irving
Got a church girl that I hit after service
Det booty so big I can't focus on sermons
Hold on
I'm crossing hoes like Kemba
Chop da hoe down den im screaming out timber
No Michael Jackson I barely remember
Aye

Aye
I'm crossing hoes like mal
Did reconstruction I knock down her walls
Huh
I break em down like steph
Get in det pussy I'll beat it to death
Ang ugh
I'm passing hoes like magic
Da car up in park getting head in da traffic
Aye aye
I'm crossing hoes like allen
Fly to can cun cause I need me a Latin

I feel like da greatest
Dis right here be da latest
Dis right here for da ladies
Now let me be blatant
Now let me be honest
Promise to never stay true to my promsis
They hold onto problems don't know what the prolem is
They talk about struggle don't what the bottom is
Yeah
So ima be true
You should be worried if Ian calling on you
Prolly found me a new she coming with two
They gone suck da whole crew
Now I know it sound crazy da reason you hate me I'm right back to thinking bout you
Calling yo phone tryna see what you doing
Calling yo phone just to if you miss me
Tipsy pouring det whiskey
I know you ain busy
I hope you forgive me ugh
It was All good then I fucked shit up



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Writer(s): Solo Gawd
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