Honesty
I tell the truth
I tell the truth
SkinnyBoi, nigga (Boi, let me get that motherfucker)
Nikki turn that shit, pull up with sticks for all that verbal abuse
Content creators that you'll never flex, go put that Blicky to use
None of my dogs got owners, we pull up on you, hot shit, we let it loose
None of these men got they hoe in they hand
Like her lil' mama said that I was cute
Took Corn straight out the roof, go out with a bang
Anytime I'm held, got big extensions
Beat on one or he beat on
I'm four deep in the back seat, can barely move 'cause we ain't got room
Turned an all-white party red, can't dump it late, all be like
What the hell I do?
Say you can't go but you already went
Your hoe and respect, she give consent
Got that whole bih inside of a ten'
I got a Glock on my switch, I be switchin' my Glock
My bag, you know what I mean
Put her like uh-uh-ah, nigga hair got down
Stop, look at me, like reek, I say
You're a nigga, move that though
Put the house on the rig, on my hoe
Only thing I wanna hear from a lame ass pig is
Tell me what you want for the sto'
Really on that, but you don't gotta know
Tryna get erects, got a long way to go
My bitch say, "Huh?" and I say, "No"
Only got like ten, go get your toast
Stick it the bad bih, I let him have it
Send the boy over the sun like a daddy
I'm a fanatic, bitch in the attic
I'm tryna pull up on my little baddie
Bounce half on the tray, make a nigga panic
I can do a trick with your dick, make it vanish
Kiss a Glock before I shoot, romantic
Know what I do, Jannic is on the loose
And I can't interrupt, god bless him over here
Pull up on 'em, make 'em duck
Reckless drivin', whip that floor
Still gon' badge you like a crook
Self-defense, I get you up (yuh, SkinnyBoi)
Nikki turn that shit, pull up with sticks for all that verbal abuse
Content creators that you'll never flex, go put that Blicky to use
None of my dogs got owners, we pull up on you, hot shit, we let it loose
None of these men got they hoe in they hand
Like her lil' mama said that I was cute
Took Corn straight out the roof, go out with a bang
Anytime I'm held, got big extensions
Beat on one or he beat on
I'm four deep in the back seat, can barely move 'cause we ain't got room
Turned an all-white party red, can't dump it late, all be like
What the hell I do?
SkinnyBoi, nigga
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
What ya say?
Nigga, I gotta do with-
I got a couple of-, I just had-
I tell the truth
SkinnyBoi, nigga (Boi, let me get that motherfucker)
Nikki turn that shit, pull up with sticks for all that verbal abuse
Content creators that you'll never flex, go put that Blicky to use
None of my dogs got owners, we pull up on you, hot shit, we let it loose
None of these men got they hoe in they hand
Like her lil' mama said that I was cute
Took Corn straight out the roof, go out with a bang
Anytime I'm held, got big extensions
Beat on one or he beat on
I'm four deep in the back seat, can barely move 'cause we ain't got room
Turned an all-white party red, can't dump it late, all be like
What the hell I do?
Say you can't go but you already went
Your hoe and respect, she give consent
Got that whole bih inside of a ten'
I got a Glock on my switch, I be switchin' my Glock
My bag, you know what I mean
Put her like uh-uh-ah, nigga hair got down
Stop, look at me, like reek, I say
You're a nigga, move that though
Put the house on the rig, on my hoe
Only thing I wanna hear from a lame ass pig is
Tell me what you want for the sto'
Really on that, but you don't gotta know
Tryna get erects, got a long way to go
My bitch say, "Huh?" and I say, "No"
Only got like ten, go get your toast
Stick it the bad bih, I let him have it
Send the boy over the sun like a daddy
I'm a fanatic, bitch in the attic
I'm tryna pull up on my little baddie
Bounce half on the tray, make a nigga panic
I can do a trick with your dick, make it vanish
Kiss a Glock before I shoot, romantic
Know what I do, Jannic is on the loose
And I can't interrupt, god bless him over here
Pull up on 'em, make 'em duck
Reckless drivin', whip that floor
Still gon' badge you like a crook
Self-defense, I get you up (yuh, SkinnyBoi)
Nikki turn that shit, pull up with sticks for all that verbal abuse
Content creators that you'll never flex, go put that Blicky to use
None of my dogs got owners, we pull up on you, hot shit, we let it loose
None of these men got they hoe in they hand
Like her lil' mama said that I was cute
Took Corn straight out the roof, go out with a bang
Anytime I'm held, got big extensions
Beat on one or he beat on
I'm four deep in the back seat, can barely move 'cause we ain't got room
Turned an all-white party red, can't dump it late, all be like
What the hell I do?
SkinnyBoi, nigga
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
What ya say?
Nigga, I gotta do with-
I got a couple of-, I just had-
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