Antisocial

(You should know Max you made it up)

Yeah, uh, making so much money, don't see a stop to it
She see the whip and all my bands now she's not your bitch
Swervin' on the 401 high as hell yeah I'm off the shits
See my opps, better duck, I'm in traffic I keep my stick
Everybody fake, no cap, I don't got no friends
Yeah, all my guys, they my brothers, and they'll hold it down to the end
Where's the money that you owe me
Huh, I gave you a lend
Matter of fact, you could keep it, bitch, I got money to spend

Social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Yeah, yeah, social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Yeah, yeah, social, bitch, I'm anti-social

Before I hit the stu sip water warm the vocals
Got my dick in her throat warm up her vocals
Going up in my city yeah I'm local
Few years time you know we finna go global
Spend bands at the mall say fuck the total
I'm in another world like I went through a portal
Married to the money so don't expect no proposal
And if she call me crazy, then I switch my mobile

Carrier
Put walls up like they barriers
Bad bitch, she a Barbie, tryna make me hers
Cause she know I'm where the cash at and she wants a purse
Give me that good head baby you know that's a first, woah, woah, woah

Social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Yeah, yeah, social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Social, bitch, I'm anti-social
Yeah, yeah, social, bitch, I'm anti-social



Credits
Writer(s): Ot Yousef
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