You hurd

She like boy im done witchu
Ion give no fuccs
Bitch u a thot
I had my run witchu
Like da speed bumps onna ground
Dem niggas kept on run-in thru
Keep on throwing ts up u throwin
N we Comin thru
Yea we Comin thru

Man dem pussy nigas hatin on me
Bitch fucc watchu heard
Yo bitch she wan licc all on me
Fly juss like a bird
U can't hold me like a diaper
Im da shit juss like a turd
Chain rackys
Got me TIDE
But im not talkin detergent
Slide up onna Blocc bitch
Show me who u shot bitch
Heard u outchea kissing onnem lips
Of dat luh thot bitch
Tired of seeing stories of u sayin
Come n shop bitch
Pray to Jesus Christ
Dat I won't come n set up shop quick

Dem niggas feenin for a fucc up
Hope dat u come snake me
Come n test yo fuccin luck bra
Heard u got a Tommy
Really hope u got it tucked bra
Add n multiplying
Fucc around n take out chuck



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Writer(s): Kristopher Jenkins
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