Hey KK! -
4Thebros
Uh, uh, she wanna, go, she give me good throat
Fuck with that sad shit, I got a bad bitch, I'm tryna ball like a free throw
She wanna learn how to trap I can teach you
Taking it, taking it slow
Bitch, I'm in love with the Keisha
Need a stylist, go to Keshon go to Jaishawn they can teach ya
Go to the Grim God, for the beat yeah,
I'm with Tyler, sippin' tea, yeah
I'm with Jay boy, cause he some ball, like D-Rose, number one, yeah
I'm with Tone, he ride with the 40, I'm with Sleeze, I'm higher than smoky
I'm a junkie, that's been tired
I'm a seller, I'm a buyer, not a fighter
Let that chopper just kick like it's hiyah
I feel like Sosa, all these niggas I don't like
You been shooting slightly late, all I be seeing is green light
I just feed this bitch is pill, she wanna know how it feel like
She wanna know if it's real life, I think that bitch getting too high
Me and my brodie, gon slide out to the ball, we feelin' like 2HYPE
Takin' a trip out to Dubai, she wanna live in the spotlight
She wanna live in my life, woah, tell me where you wanna go
Blowin' the bag, it explode
I made a track, did it for the bros
Still finna go get the racks alone, woah
We throwin' parties for bad hoes, bring all your friends
Leave your man at home
Do not disturb, put it on your phone, me and Jay Finna slide it out with pole
Me and Peanut always stayin' on go,
He fell in love with the white hoes
She givin' top for the ride home
I'm still lookin' for the right hoe
I fell in love with a redbone
Said she wanna spend the night, oh, said she wanna take a flight, oh
Said she wanna be in my life, said she wanna be the wife, oh
Dirty, dirty in the sprite, she can be my love for the night
I don't really got a type, pretty hoes with the bad intent, that's who I like
And I read your messages, I can't reply
Cause I got too high tonight, I lost my mind, baby, I lost my mind
Fuck with that sad shit, I got a bad bitch, I'm tryna ball like a free throw
She wanna learn how to trap I can teach you
Taking it, taking it slow
Bitch, I'm in love with the Keisha
Need a stylist, go to Keshon go to Jaishawn they can teach ya
Go to the Grim God, for the beat yeah,
I'm with Tyler, sippin' tea, yeah
I'm with Jay boy, cause he some ball, like D-Rose, number one, yeah
I'm with Tone, he ride with the 40, I'm with Sleeze, I'm higher than smoky
Fuck with that sad shit, I got a bad bitch, I'm tryna ball like a free throw
She wanna learn how to trap I can teach you
Taking it, taking it slow
Bitch, I'm in love with the Keisha
Need a stylist, go to Keshon go to Jaishawn they can teach ya
Go to the Grim God, for the beat yeah,
I'm with Tyler, sippin' tea, yeah
I'm with Jay boy, cause he some ball, like D-Rose, number one, yeah
I'm with Tone, he ride with the 40, I'm with Sleeze, I'm higher than smoky
I'm a junkie, that's been tired
I'm a seller, I'm a buyer, not a fighter
Let that chopper just kick like it's hiyah
I feel like Sosa, all these niggas I don't like
You been shooting slightly late, all I be seeing is green light
I just feed this bitch is pill, she wanna know how it feel like
She wanna know if it's real life, I think that bitch getting too high
Me and my brodie, gon slide out to the ball, we feelin' like 2HYPE
Takin' a trip out to Dubai, she wanna live in the spotlight
She wanna live in my life, woah, tell me where you wanna go
Blowin' the bag, it explode
I made a track, did it for the bros
Still finna go get the racks alone, woah
We throwin' parties for bad hoes, bring all your friends
Leave your man at home
Do not disturb, put it on your phone, me and Jay Finna slide it out with pole
Me and Peanut always stayin' on go,
He fell in love with the white hoes
She givin' top for the ride home
I'm still lookin' for the right hoe
I fell in love with a redbone
Said she wanna spend the night, oh, said she wanna take a flight, oh
Said she wanna be in my life, said she wanna be the wife, oh
Dirty, dirty in the sprite, she can be my love for the night
I don't really got a type, pretty hoes with the bad intent, that's who I like
And I read your messages, I can't reply
Cause I got too high tonight, I lost my mind, baby, I lost my mind
Fuck with that sad shit, I got a bad bitch, I'm tryna ball like a free throw
She wanna learn how to trap I can teach you
Taking it, taking it slow
Bitch, I'm in love with the Keisha
Need a stylist, go to Keshon go to Jaishawn they can teach ya
Go to the Grim God, for the beat yeah,
I'm with Tyler, sippin' tea, yeah
I'm with Jay boy, cause he some ball, like D-Rose, number one, yeah
I'm with Tone, he ride with the 40, I'm with Sleeze, I'm higher than smoky
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Writer(s): Hey Kk
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