NO KIZZY

Can't fuck with these bitches
Can't fuck with these niggas
Gotta get them digits
Baby what's yo digits
Baby what's yo digits
Come give me that silly
She just want my willy
I just want that scrilly
Coolin' with my white boy one named Max one named Billy
They just wanna turn up, got me drankin', got me dizzy
I just wanna cash out, count them racks, stack a milly
She just wanna fuck my life up man no kizzy

Imma handle my bizzy
Sippin' liq, this not no trissy
This shit could get tricky
I'm too fresh, let's take a picky
I can't fuck with none of these hoes, I swear that I'm too picky
She wanna take me to the room, go ahead and licky licky
Gotta ditch yo friend, cuz that bitch is Icky Vicky
Why she tryna pick me
This shit could get tricky
Niggas love to hate man I swear this shit is sickening
Yeah I love to flex, I just might go buy a new Saleen
I just bought some new Supreme
Three hundred for a new tee
Why you gossip, why you sippin' tea
In Houston sippin' Texas tea
Up in V.I.P. so you can't get next to me
Yeah I got the sauce nigga you can't get the recipe
This bitch is a demon yeah she tryna get the best of me
Make that boy look stupid if he try to flex on me
I'm the ultimate flexer
Glockie on my fuckin' dresser
Money on my fuckin' dresser
If she tweak, imma press her

Can't fuck with these bitches
Can't fuck with these niggas
Gotta get them digits
Baby what's yo digits
Baby what's yo digits
Come give me that silly
She just want my willy
I just want that scrilly
Coolin' with my white boy one named Max one named Billy
They just wanna turn up, got me drankin', got me dizzy
I just wanna cash out, count them racks, stack a milly
She just wanna fuck my life up man no kizzy



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Writer(s): Quincy Brooks
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