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She riding my way, she wanted to stay, she wanted to send my way
She callin' me daddy, I hit from the back and I buss on her face

And I'm up in the corvette, doin' the race
She talkin' that shit, she tryna be funny
Like play with your pussy, get out of my face Karaoke with a glock
Yeah, I'm makin' it sing
For, this dick, yo bitch is a fee- feen

Tapping' that bitch, from the back while she cream
Tryna go beef, get hit with this beam
Aim is so lethal it aim just like Kobe
Twenty-four

Fuck with my brother, get sent to the Lord
Fuck her around, make a bloody scene

I done ask shawty let me green her like 2K
She Said she got a man like,
what that got to do with me
She in the jacuzzi, I'm playin' with her coochie
I know her nigga, is sick to his knees

Dick in her stomach and saying, oh wee
She say that she miss you, but she fuckin' on me
She fuckin' with Tessie, you know that one night her
No, I don't love her, I cannot wife her

Never gon' cap, I'm not a liar I told her my name is Micheal
If her man pull up, I might turn into Myers
Get lit up, we startin' a fire
All these girls nothing but liars

No I cannot love her I'm in love with my bands stand on loyalty they my friends
But most of them niggas ain't really no kin I got me a bad bitch yeah she is a 10
Fuckboy talkin' that shit, he a fan

And me and Tess, we gettin' them bands
My drippers untouchable
I'm Mr. Impeccable
Fuckboy switchin' up, I cannot fuck with you
I cannot fuck with that

Nigga, cause he is a F- FN
He flexin' that lame bitch, that is my side bitch
These perks gon' fuck up your Irish
Stick to the script like a motherfuckin' needle in the ivy
Stack up the cash in a motherfuckin' lobby

Le Let a nigga try me
Uh

Let a nigga try me
Most of my niggas catch bodies
I fuck on her friend and I'm not sorry

I mean
She was a side piece
She was a dime piece
He said he really want beef, but he won't salami

This 6 pc gon hit you in
your back meat
Told that bitch don't call me
Bitch, don't text me
That bitch went out and tried me

I know some bitches that will fuck you up
Pull off in that motherfuckin' bently truck
Yeah, we gettin' lit in that party bus

If it ain't bout money then it's over bruh

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Writer(s): Marice Harris
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