practice!
I don't wanna make you cry, but if you gon' force my hand, then I guess that I'll do it
I don't wanna taste my time, I'ma waste my money instead, got a Rollie, don't use it
And I don't wanna waste my love, I'ma waste my slugs instead, I'm tryna shoot Cupid
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Alright
Most of my bitches like sex, I like sex too, that's why we get along
And I got a bitch from the 'jects, I took that bitch to the Met, she ain't never been to prom
And she think I'm sippin' on Act, I'm sippin' Lobos, baby, I'm feelin' like Bron
She said, "Why you talkin' like that? You got bitches? You talk about pussy in all of your songs"
Baby, you talkin' practice, uh
Baby, you— you talkin' practice
And I'm AI
If I give you this money for pussy, you quittin' your day job
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Tell me how you wanna lay, you want me to eat it or you wanna make out?
She told me take her on a date, I'm freaky, I order pussy at the steakhouse
I'm feelin' litty, brought the Wraith out, lyin' to bitches, sayin' I'm at Drake house
I bought a BBL for her birthday, upped it, I ain't have to bring a cake out
Baby, I'm not talkin' practice
Baby, I'm not talkin' practice
No, I ain't Asian, I don't know Chan, but I be with Jackie
I'm up in Vanity, she tryna suck me, pussy tryna text me, I just wanna dance, fuck (like damn)
(Like damn)
I don't wanna make you cry, but if you gon' force my hand, then I guess that I'll do it
I don't wanna taste my time, I'ma waste my money instead, got a Rollie, don't use it
And I don't wanna waste my love, I'ma waste my slugs instead, I'm tryna shoot Cupid
Alright
Most of my bitches like sex, I like sex too, that's why we get along
And I got a bitch from the 'jects, I took that bitch to the Met, she ain't never been to prom
And she think I'm sippin' on Act, I'm sippin' Lobos, baby, I'm feelin' like Bron
She said, "Why you talkin' like that? You got bitches? You talk about pussy in all of your songs"
Baby, you talkin' practice, uh
Baby, you— you talkin' practice
And I'm AI
If I give you this money for pussy, you quittin' your day job
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Oh, you talkin' practice?
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Nah, you talkin' practice
Nah
I don't wanna taste my time, I'ma waste my money instead, got a Rollie, don't use it
And I don't wanna waste my love, I'ma waste my slugs instead, I'm tryna shoot Cupid
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Alright
Most of my bitches like sex, I like sex too, that's why we get along
And I got a bitch from the 'jects, I took that bitch to the Met, she ain't never been to prom
And she think I'm sippin' on Act, I'm sippin' Lobos, baby, I'm feelin' like Bron
She said, "Why you talkin' like that? You got bitches? You talk about pussy in all of your songs"
Baby, you talkin' practice, uh
Baby, you— you talkin' practice
And I'm AI
If I give you this money for pussy, you quittin' your day job
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Tell me how you wanna lay, you want me to eat it or you wanna make out?
She told me take her on a date, I'm freaky, I order pussy at the steakhouse
I'm feelin' litty, brought the Wraith out, lyin' to bitches, sayin' I'm at Drake house
I bought a BBL for her birthday, upped it, I ain't have to bring a cake out
Baby, I'm not talkin' practice
Baby, I'm not talkin' practice
No, I ain't Asian, I don't know Chan, but I be with Jackie
I'm up in Vanity, she tryna suck me, pussy tryna text me, I just wanna dance, fuck (like damn)
(Like damn)
I don't wanna make you cry, but if you gon' force my hand, then I guess that I'll do it
I don't wanna taste my time, I'ma waste my money instead, got a Rollie, don't use it
And I don't wanna waste my love, I'ma waste my slugs instead, I'm tryna shoot Cupid
Alright
Most of my bitches like sex, I like sex too, that's why we get along
And I got a bitch from the 'jects, I took that bitch to the Met, she ain't never been to prom
And she think I'm sippin' on Act, I'm sippin' Lobos, baby, I'm feelin' like Bron
She said, "Why you talkin' like that? You got bitches? You talk about pussy in all of your songs"
Baby, you talkin' practice, uh
Baby, you— you talkin' practice
And I'm AI
If I give you this money for pussy, you quittin' your day job
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Oh, you talkin' practice?
Tell me how I gotta pay, do you want the Zelle or you want the PayPal?
Nah, you talkin' practice
Nah
Credits
Writer(s): Cashmere Lavon Small, Justin Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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