Shit

Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit
Walk in the spot and it smell like shit
I'm with your thot, she ain't get shit but dick
And that's as real as it's gon' get

He got hit with the clip, had him like, "Shit"
I'm gon' smoke out the zip, yours look like shit
At the top, you know I've been the one
She give me head so I give 'em the go
7.62 make him run
I went through so many hoes, I don't even know how to pick one
At the top, you know I've been the one
"Fuck-fuck Jace," lil' boy ain't on none
If I love her then she having my son
Look at that, my diamonds glow like the sun
"Fuck-fuck Jace," lil' boy ain't on none
We caught him flexing, that boy tried to run
I'm gettin' face, your thot, she on
Ahead of the train, I think I won
Won, won

Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit
Walk in the spot and it smell like shit
I'm with your thot, she ain't get shit but dick
And that's as real as it's gon' get



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Writer(s): Jace Lavoer Salter
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