Keep It On Hush
(Damn, ain't no water bruh?)
(The hell's going on, bruh?)
(Bruh, what are you doing? You not the thinker!)
Hit my line, 'cause I need yo body
Keep it on hush, don't tell nobody
T-take a chance and tell me you got it
I know I can be way too toxic
On the lurk, I'm way too cautious
Her pussy dripping like a faucet
Scared the opps, they playin opossum
I don't even know her name
But she wanna come give me brain
I don't think he's that type of guy
To reach the goals I attain
I just walked in the bank with a case
I need dead men, blue by the face
I need a bag, that's by the way
It's not my money? Then what do you say?
Creepin at home, the place where we lay
Fuck how you feelin today
She always got something to say
Backshots, she's running away
You can have her back, she's not my bae
She say she a demon, but she get slayed
She a lil stripper and she get paid
I think I'm finna make her walk that blade
(Bruh, what are you doing? You not the thinker!)
Hit my line, 'cause I need yo body
Keep it on hush, don't tell nobody
T-take a chance and tell me you got it
I know I can be way too toxic
On the lurk, I'm way too cautious
Her pussy dripping like a faucet
Scared the opps, they playin opossum
I don't even know her name
But she wanna come give me brain
I don't think he's that type of guy
To reach the goals I attain
I just walked in the bank with a case
I need dead men, blue by the face
I need a bag, that's by the way
It's not my money? Then what do you say?
Creepin at home, the place where we lay
(The hell's going on, bruh?)
(Bruh, what are you doing? You not the thinker!)
Hit my line, 'cause I need yo body
Keep it on hush, don't tell nobody
T-take a chance and tell me you got it
I know I can be way too toxic
On the lurk, I'm way too cautious
Her pussy dripping like a faucet
Scared the opps, they playin opossum
I don't even know her name
But she wanna come give me brain
I don't think he's that type of guy
To reach the goals I attain
I just walked in the bank with a case
I need dead men, blue by the face
I need a bag, that's by the way
It's not my money? Then what do you say?
Creepin at home, the place where we lay
Fuck how you feelin today
She always got something to say
Backshots, she's running away
You can have her back, she's not my bae
She say she a demon, but she get slayed
She a lil stripper and she get paid
I think I'm finna make her walk that blade
(Bruh, what are you doing? You not the thinker!)
Hit my line, 'cause I need yo body
Keep it on hush, don't tell nobody
T-take a chance and tell me you got it
I know I can be way too toxic
On the lurk, I'm way too cautious
Her pussy dripping like a faucet
Scared the opps, they playin opossum
I don't even know her name
But she wanna come give me brain
I don't think he's that type of guy
To reach the goals I attain
I just walked in the bank with a case
I need dead men, blue by the face
I need a bag, that's by the way
It's not my money? Then what do you say?
Creepin at home, the place where we lay
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Writer(s): Makale Hawkins
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