Trance

All these bitches stuck in a trance
All these bitches at high demand
Yo bitch wanna go band for band yea
Band for band yea

I got bitches on my dick, wanna hold hands now
I got bitches on my dick, they always fans now
I got bitches on my dick
Bitches wanna fuck with me cause I am oh so sick
Im am oh so slick
Bitches wanna fuck me cause they know I do this shit
And they know I never slip

Too sick, I could wipe yo nose
Bitch wan fuck with me cause I be getting all the hoes
I gotta couple bitches, I ain't brag or boast
You know I just do the most

All these bitches stuck in a trance
All these bitches at high demand
Yo bitch wanna go band for band yea
Band for band yea

See the money stack up, leave the bitches blinded
Call me gambino cause I'm so childish
That bitch think she the main course, she the fucking side dish
She a genie in a bottle yea, she takin my wish

The second I see pussy you know that I'm in
They doing what I say, like I'm Simon
I see all this money I got fucking diamonds
Sleeping on this beat you'd call me joe Biden

Speak too much truth, and they think I'm lying
You could see my pain through my fucking eyelids
One day I'll be livin lavish up on the island
Bitch she need some gum, trident

Yea yea, I been living in a trance
Bitches wanna fuck with me but ima do my dance
Bitches wanna fuck with me but ima throw some hands
All these bitches talk but they never understand

Bitch I'm in the foreign lands
I got different strands
Different fucking grams
And some different fucking scams
With the fiends
What does that mean?
I don't even know bitch I'm poppin a bean



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Writer(s): Chase Rutherford
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