Girls Luv Girls
Yeah
(inhale)
(exhale)
My bitch she just like me, she fuck with bitches too
And she go both ways, gave her Chanel because that pussy good
When I hit her, love the way she look, still got that attitude
Way she sit up on this dick, swear I can't get mad at you
That's my boo
Yellow pill, pikachu
In the hills, holly grove
I been making money moves
Pretty boy know how to shoot
They should call me Neymar Jr
I've been hanging by some goons
I've been slanging all this dope, in truth
Like a pilot, I stay fly
In the clouds, just like a bird
And you know I'm the most high
You can't tell me you ain't heard
Off the pills, I'm like a kite
Please don't touch me when I'm soaring
Why don't you give me a try?
Swear to God, that I'm all in
And it's not that I don't love you, I'm just running low on trust
And I fucked this bitch twice, but I still don't give two fucks
I've been hotboxing all night, you could high off this musk
Don't get nervous round the paper, even though that's my crush
Hundred grams contraband, might just pass out
I just did some contraband, tryna pass time
Shortie text me "what's my plan?", I didn't answer
I can tell she wanna smash and I just passed on her
My bitch she just like me, she fuck with bitches too
And she go both ways, gave her Chanel because that pussy good
When I hit her, love the way she look, still got that attitude
Way she sit up on this dick, swear I can't get mad at you
(inhale)
(exhale)
My bitch she just like me, she fuck with bitches too
And she go both ways, gave her Chanel because that pussy good
When I hit her, love the way she look, still got that attitude
Way she sit up on this dick, swear I can't get mad at you
That's my boo
Yellow pill, pikachu
In the hills, holly grove
I been making money moves
Pretty boy know how to shoot
They should call me Neymar Jr
I've been hanging by some goons
I've been slanging all this dope, in truth
Like a pilot, I stay fly
In the clouds, just like a bird
And you know I'm the most high
You can't tell me you ain't heard
Off the pills, I'm like a kite
Please don't touch me when I'm soaring
Why don't you give me a try?
Swear to God, that I'm all in
And it's not that I don't love you, I'm just running low on trust
And I fucked this bitch twice, but I still don't give two fucks
I've been hotboxing all night, you could high off this musk
Don't get nervous round the paper, even though that's my crush
Hundred grams contraband, might just pass out
I just did some contraband, tryna pass time
Shortie text me "what's my plan?", I didn't answer
I can tell she wanna smash and I just passed on her
My bitch she just like me, she fuck with bitches too
And she go both ways, gave her Chanel because that pussy good
When I hit her, love the way she look, still got that attitude
Way she sit up on this dick, swear I can't get mad at you
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