Bby

Baby
You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real
I be like fuck how you feel
Baby like fuck how you feel
Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill
My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real

You ain't bad let's keep it a hundred
You don't want it with me and that's facts
I had your girlfriend round on the weekend
I hit that bitch from the back, back, back
I think my dick went and fucked up her breathing
Look like she having a panic attack
Baby you know that i'm really about
Baby you know that i'm actually bad
Yeah I done put my dick in her stomach
Now she gon' say that her stummy hurt
Hix wit da dick on a world tour
I'm tryna fuck every girl that's on this earth
No I don't chase no bitch
I'm Hix wit da dick I don't need to flirt
I know that i'm making your mandem sick
They call me Karma, get what you deserve

Baby
You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real
I be like fuck how you feel
Baby like fuck how you feel
Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill
My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real
Baby
You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real
I be like fuck how you feel
Baby like fuck how you feel
Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill
My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real



Credits
Writer(s): Hix Ripper
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