392

I'm The talk of the town cause I put that shit on
She ran into me, now she wanna come home wit me
256 juggs in this phone
Bitch
I got enough space for this bit, fall in love wit me
Yea yea yea yea
I got enough space for that brick come and thug wit me uh
She got too much ass for that face to be ugly uh
They think they on top but they really is under me uh
392 bitch I need me the bumble bee

She only hit me up when she want company
I hate this girl on the mf low
But on the high I think that she the one for me
Too indecisive these days I don't know
Look me in my eyes and tell me you would ride for me know they be lying to see what I'm on
Fuck wit that bitch if this shit on the floor
Needa Glock wit the switch make em run from the pole
These boys think they hot ima turn they ass cold
Gas bags wit the highs and lows
If it's smoking then the shit gone get sold
Don't hit my phone wit a million one questions
What you want, we gone put yo ass on
Making money whether winter or summer
If you want problems I could get yo ass gone
Stay to myself bitch I love it alone
Lonely
I do not wanna be homies
Bentley truck riding to go eat
Luxury car riding four deep
Take you some time get to know me
I listened what grandmama told me
I listened what grandmama told me

I'm The talk of the town cause I put that shit on
She ran into me, now she wanna come home wit me
256 juggs in this phone
Bitch
I got enough space for this bit, fall in love wit me
Yea yea yea yea
I got enough space for that brick come and thug wit me uh
She got too much ass for that face to be ugly
They think they on top but they really is under meuh
392 bitch I need me the bumble bee huh
Huh
Huh
392 bitch I need me the bumble bee
Huh



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Writer(s): Kainen Dubose
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