BBFR!
Buttermilk biscuits
We both made from scratch
You don't know what you're missing
Can't get into that
I can't see you from this distance
Call you, To get a fill
Like you a prescription
What is this
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
You won't take this as a compliment
I just wanna beat, be discreet
This in confidence
Get up on knees
Slurp and squeeze
Get this condiment
Cuff a thot, that's not common sense
That's some sucker shit
We just on the low
I can't go for no FaceTime
You putting on a show
Hit the road
This not dateline
I love you?
Are you deaf
Do I have to throw up gang signs
I'm getting in my zone
Leave me alone
You can't take mine
What you need, Is a sneaky link
Or a baby boo
Or a couple more
Somebody must've put a pack, in yo back
Drive me crazy, This AutoZone
Getting tired, wear and tear
Got me hanging on by a thread
You feeling yo self
Cuz you made me nut
Off that lil head
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Getting to the money
To the guala
To the fucking cheese
Drop a couple racks
Now my neck
Looks like shopping spree
I can't even lie
You a side
You a fucking go
Still put my number in yo phone
Text me when you make it home
We just off the gin
Off the gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off the gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off the
Off the
Gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We
We
We
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off
Off
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off
Off
We just off the gin
Fuck again
Fuck again
We both made from scratch
You don't know what you're missing
Can't get into that
I can't see you from this distance
Call you, To get a fill
Like you a prescription
What is this
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
You won't take this as a compliment
I just wanna beat, be discreet
This in confidence
Get up on knees
Slurp and squeeze
Get this condiment
Cuff a thot, that's not common sense
That's some sucker shit
We just on the low
I can't go for no FaceTime
You putting on a show
Hit the road
This not dateline
I love you?
Are you deaf
Do I have to throw up gang signs
I'm getting in my zone
Leave me alone
You can't take mine
What you need, Is a sneaky link
Or a baby boo
Or a couple more
Somebody must've put a pack, in yo back
Drive me crazy, This AutoZone
Getting tired, wear and tear
Got me hanging on by a thread
You feeling yo self
Cuz you made me nut
Off that lil head
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Bitch you think I need you
I don't need you
I'm tryna make a mill
Bitch you think I need you
I need you to be fucking for real
Getting to the money
To the guala
To the fucking cheese
Drop a couple racks
Now my neck
Looks like shopping spree
I can't even lie
You a side
You a fucking go
Still put my number in yo phone
Text me when you make it home
We just off the gin
Off the gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off the gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off the
Off the
Gin
We gon fuck again
Fuck again
We
We
We
We just friends
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Shut up bitch
Put it in
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
Thick and thin
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off
Off
We just off the gin
Off the gin
Off
Off
We just off the gin
Fuck again
Fuck again
Credits
Writer(s): Kim Taejun, Mark Thomas
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