Winagin
Need a couple bands
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
All these rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
I just turned my main bitch
To an adversary (she my enemy)
Caught me playing with the pussy
Like Tom and Jerry (I chase the cat)
Gave up on resolutions
Bitch in January (oops)
Big boss shit
Treat her like a secretary
V-12 up in the mission, you can call me Gary
Went to red lobster, that bitch ordered Larry
Only skate in the street because the sidewalk scary
I don't show no fear, bitch you ain't nothing scary
Bitch I'm bout it anytime
Just tell me when
She want the bag right off the dummy, okay get it then
Hit a lick and do the dash
Leave no evidence
You don't want me in the race
I'm just gon win again
Need a couple bands
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
So much rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
She wanna fuck from every angle even axillary
Long dick, feel it in your capillary
Hold up switch it up, okay
This bitch was doin capoeira
Old hoe mad she tryna square up
New bitch bout it tie her hair up
Uh...
Then they get to scrapping
Pull up on yo block just like logic
Imma get to tracking
You just on the Hub every night
You don't get to clapping
All my homies in it for the top
They don't get to cappin
Bitch I'm bout it anytime
Just tell me when
She want the bag right off the dummy, okay get it then
Hit a lick and do the dash
Leave no evidence
You don't want me in the race
I'm just gon win again
Need a couple bands
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
So much rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
The way she twerking on the dick
I got a doodoo face
All this drip all on my body
Like I'm losing weight
Want a Yung verse
Bitch you gotta pay
Got a Latin bitch gettin ready
Tell her Andele
Im so fuckin fluid
And I'm undisputed
I'm the perfect temp of a Cuban
Bitch I'm fuckin humid
That shit ain't computed
Cause you fuckin stupid
Pull up to the crib with a case
We can make some music
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
All these rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
I just turned my main bitch
To an adversary (she my enemy)
Caught me playing with the pussy
Like Tom and Jerry (I chase the cat)
Gave up on resolutions
Bitch in January (oops)
Big boss shit
Treat her like a secretary
V-12 up in the mission, you can call me Gary
Went to red lobster, that bitch ordered Larry
Only skate in the street because the sidewalk scary
I don't show no fear, bitch you ain't nothing scary
Bitch I'm bout it anytime
Just tell me when
She want the bag right off the dummy, okay get it then
Hit a lick and do the dash
Leave no evidence
You don't want me in the race
I'm just gon win again
Need a couple bands
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
So much rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
She wanna fuck from every angle even axillary
Long dick, feel it in your capillary
Hold up switch it up, okay
This bitch was doin capoeira
Old hoe mad she tryna square up
New bitch bout it tie her hair up
Uh...
Then they get to scrapping
Pull up on yo block just like logic
Imma get to tracking
You just on the Hub every night
You don't get to clapping
All my homies in it for the top
They don't get to cappin
Bitch I'm bout it anytime
Just tell me when
She want the bag right off the dummy, okay get it then
Hit a lick and do the dash
Leave no evidence
You don't want me in the race
I'm just gon win again
Need a couple bands
I don't need no friends
Told that bitch get on my pony
Yes I'm genuine
So much rocks up on my chain
Call them sediments
I don't wanna do the race
Im just gone win again
The way she twerking on the dick
I got a doodoo face
All this drip all on my body
Like I'm losing weight
Want a Yung verse
Bitch you gotta pay
Got a Latin bitch gettin ready
Tell her Andele
Im so fuckin fluid
And I'm undisputed
I'm the perfect temp of a Cuban
Bitch I'm fuckin humid
That shit ain't computed
Cause you fuckin stupid
Pull up to the crib with a case
We can make some music
Credits
Writer(s): Yung Clout
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