For What

I wanna fuck these hoes
Pull up right in the rose
She takes shit through the nose
She leaves so I count my rolls
Meet him out the front
He's stumbling out the door
He ain't ever seen a pole
Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though
Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome
That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome
Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home

You're eyes, disguise, bitch shit on my life
It's time, goodbye, you're not worth the fight
Yeah, that's not right, still in my phone, but you're out tonight
You're out my life, I'm better right now and that's alright

I wanna fuck these hoes
Pull up right in the rose
She takes shit through the nose
She leaves so I count my rolls
Meet him out the front
He's stumbling out the door
He ain't ever seen a pole
Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though
Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome
That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome
Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home

I wanna fuck these hoes
Pull up right in the rose
She takes shit through the nose
She leaves so I count my rolls
Meet him out the front
He's stumbling out the door
He ain't ever seen a pole
Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though
Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome
That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome
Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home



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Writer(s): Caleb Simmons
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