Yooo
Yooo
(Nitemare)
(Fe-Feva) yeah
Met this bitch up at the party and I told her, "Yooo"
But she drunk, I don't wanna fuck
I said, "I'll turn you on, baby", but I'll turn you off
But shit, my brother swing that blunt
She always talk a lot but I just told her, "I just wanna fuck"
I'm rocking Birkenstocks, I'm like a chill ass motherfucker
Sag my fucking jeans until you can almost see my dick, bitch, uh
I'm with a MILF, she on some thick shit
I'm with Glo up in the tele, countin' up like six digits
Yeah, it's 5 a.m., we with like six bitches, ugh
I'm coming down, I feel like shit
What the fuck? Matt Ox told me, "Come in Philly"
What they said? Three head up on the goat and you can't even feel me
In the back, back rooms, I be high and you can't feel me
In the back rooms, I'm with all my brothers in the
In the tra-trap room, I bе posted up, I'm with my villains
Creep shit, we gon' bend shit bеfore this
On some weird shit, I'm gon' bring it up, gon' raise the ceiling (ugh)
Shit, my brother swing that blunt (ugh)
But she always talk a lot but I just told her, "I just wanna fuck"
(Nitemare)
(Fe-Feva) yeah
Met this bitch up at the party and I told her, "Yooo"
But she drunk, I don't wanna fuck
I said, "I'll turn you on, baby", but I'll turn you off
But shit, my brother swing that blunt
She always talk a lot but I just told her, "I just wanna fuck"
I'm rocking Birkenstocks, I'm like a chill ass motherfucker
Sag my fucking jeans until you can almost see my dick, bitch, uh
I'm with a MILF, she on some thick shit
I'm with Glo up in the tele, countin' up like six digits
Yeah, it's 5 a.m., we with like six bitches, ugh
I'm coming down, I feel like shit
What the fuck? Matt Ox told me, "Come in Philly"
What they said? Three head up on the goat and you can't even feel me
In the back, back rooms, I be high and you can't feel me
In the back rooms, I'm with all my brothers in the
In the tra-trap room, I bе posted up, I'm with my villains
Creep shit, we gon' bend shit bеfore this
On some weird shit, I'm gon' bring it up, gon' raise the ceiling (ugh)
Shit, my brother swing that blunt (ugh)
But she always talk a lot but I just told her, "I just wanna fuck"
Credits
Writer(s): Gunner Shepardson, Zoot
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