Match
Da WicKman trippin' out, you better not run up
Fly young nigga, don't turn me down, I'm on a come up
I got a remedy for all these hoes that's actin' stuck up
Pull up to the telly, she play around, she gon' get bust up
Toxic ass nigga, yeah, I be that motherfucker
You hit and said you loved her, bitch, I would never cuff her
Boy, I would never trust her the stick under the covers
I say let's be friends, this lil' hoe wanna be lovers
Need to kill that, baby, chill that shit out
I'm too geeked, I can't sit down
Get like me, hoes jock my style
She finna come match my freak right now
I'm throwin' dots like quarterbacks, be kickin' shit, call me a punter
These niggas green like a motherfucker, ignoring red flags like Travis Hunter
I'm too real, keepin' it 100, in the field, tell a nigga, come on
Play the people when it come to smoke, coppin' out made your potna choke
In the UK, you a bloke, go ask your hoe about my stroke
Them niggas played, went toe to toe, had him knock him down, bodies on the floor
Why them niggas fakin, they ain't tryna blow, on the real man them boys hoes
Got punched down, stripped you out ya clothes
A nigga take your shit, get it back in blood
Run up on me wrong, you gon' get filled with some slug
Yeah that rockstar lifestyle, bitch, I'm on drugs
Make the roaches pop out, get swept under the rug
I play my cards right, so you can't call a nigga bluff
I'm knockin' lights off a pussy niggas actin' tough
I wanna see if you can fight, I tell a nigga, come and scuff
You a L, man, bitch, I'm outchea catching dubs
Playing doctor with the chopper, I got blood all on my scrubs
He got blood all on the money, I watch the cash up in the tub
Niggas hate, hoes show me love, deep down they tryna fuck
I done turned her to a slut, she gon' turn up for a buck, yeah
Toxic ass nigga, yeah, I be that motherfucker
You hit and said you loved her, bitch, I would never cuff her
Boy, I would never trust her the stick under the covers
I say let's be friends, this lil' hoe wanna be lovers
Need to kill that, baby, chill that shit out
I'm too geeked, I can't sit down
Get like me, hoes jock my style
She finna come match my freak right now
Fly young nigga, don't turn me down, I'm on a come up
I got a remedy for all these hoes that's actin' stuck up
Pull up to the telly, she play around, she gon' get bust up
Toxic ass nigga, yeah, I be that motherfucker
You hit and said you loved her, bitch, I would never cuff her
Boy, I would never trust her the stick under the covers
I say let's be friends, this lil' hoe wanna be lovers
Need to kill that, baby, chill that shit out
I'm too geeked, I can't sit down
Get like me, hoes jock my style
She finna come match my freak right now
I'm throwin' dots like quarterbacks, be kickin' shit, call me a punter
These niggas green like a motherfucker, ignoring red flags like Travis Hunter
I'm too real, keepin' it 100, in the field, tell a nigga, come on
Play the people when it come to smoke, coppin' out made your potna choke
In the UK, you a bloke, go ask your hoe about my stroke
Them niggas played, went toe to toe, had him knock him down, bodies on the floor
Why them niggas fakin, they ain't tryna blow, on the real man them boys hoes
Got punched down, stripped you out ya clothes
A nigga take your shit, get it back in blood
Run up on me wrong, you gon' get filled with some slug
Yeah that rockstar lifestyle, bitch, I'm on drugs
Make the roaches pop out, get swept under the rug
I play my cards right, so you can't call a nigga bluff
I'm knockin' lights off a pussy niggas actin' tough
I wanna see if you can fight, I tell a nigga, come and scuff
You a L, man, bitch, I'm outchea catching dubs
Playing doctor with the chopper, I got blood all on my scrubs
He got blood all on the money, I watch the cash up in the tub
Niggas hate, hoes show me love, deep down they tryna fuck
I done turned her to a slut, she gon' turn up for a buck, yeah
Toxic ass nigga, yeah, I be that motherfucker
You hit and said you loved her, bitch, I would never cuff her
Boy, I would never trust her the stick under the covers
I say let's be friends, this lil' hoe wanna be lovers
Need to kill that, baby, chill that shit out
I'm too geeked, I can't sit down
Get like me, hoes jock my style
She finna come match my freak right now
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Writer(s): Cameron Dean
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