Love Hunter
Yeh
All yeh
Oh
Know I got to talk before the beat
I told my bitch if she stay down she gone get a birkin
I been all up in the kitchen got my wrist hurting
I been punching every song like my fists hurting
Nigga i ain't yeat but I got all my money fucking twerking
Sacrificial love that bih got demon in her
Had to switch the love for the drugs now I'm feeling better
Got two bad bitches by my side
Bitch this ain't no get together
They freaky asf Ima let em ride
Roll on a nigga like golden glide
I'm too geek I believe I can fly
Step on a nigga I'm treating his ass like a ant
Yeh yah
I been getting money in the night I feel like a vamp
Yeh yah
You say you gang but Luh nigga are you stamped
You treat your girl good well we treat her like a tramp
She eat the dick up like eggo
Oh no no
You got to dump that bitch you got to let her go
Oh no no
You thought you was tuff till I up that pole
Oh no no
You thought you was hot till I left your ass froze yeh I left your ass cold
Know I got to talk before the beat
I told my bitch if she stay down she gone get a birkin
I been all up in the kitchen got my wrist hurting
I been punching every song like my fists hurting
Nigga i ain't yeat but I got all my money fucking twerking
Sacrificial love that bih got demon in her
Had to switch the love for the drugs now I'm feeling better
Got two bad bitches by my side
Bitch this ain't no get together
They freaky asf Ima let em ride
Roll on a nigga like golden glide
All yeh
Oh
Know I got to talk before the beat
I told my bitch if she stay down she gone get a birkin
I been all up in the kitchen got my wrist hurting
I been punching every song like my fists hurting
Nigga i ain't yeat but I got all my money fucking twerking
Sacrificial love that bih got demon in her
Had to switch the love for the drugs now I'm feeling better
Got two bad bitches by my side
Bitch this ain't no get together
They freaky asf Ima let em ride
Roll on a nigga like golden glide
I'm too geek I believe I can fly
Step on a nigga I'm treating his ass like a ant
Yeh yah
I been getting money in the night I feel like a vamp
Yeh yah
You say you gang but Luh nigga are you stamped
You treat your girl good well we treat her like a tramp
She eat the dick up like eggo
Oh no no
You got to dump that bitch you got to let her go
Oh no no
You thought you was tuff till I up that pole
Oh no no
You thought you was hot till I left your ass froze yeh I left your ass cold
Know I got to talk before the beat
I told my bitch if she stay down she gone get a birkin
I been all up in the kitchen got my wrist hurting
I been punching every song like my fists hurting
Nigga i ain't yeat but I got all my money fucking twerking
Sacrificial love that bih got demon in her
Had to switch the love for the drugs now I'm feeling better
Got two bad bitches by my side
Bitch this ain't no get together
They freaky asf Ima let em ride
Roll on a nigga like golden glide
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Writer(s): Jeral Rickerson
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