Lyrics
Ask myself why
Why
Why
Why
Why
Gah damn bitch BITCH
Ask myself why bitch gotta lie
Man don't trust that trust that hoe
All on my dick I ain't gotta lie
Yeah I fuck that fuck that hoe
She like bands since I got bands
She gon bust that bust that wow
Ice on wrist ice on neckkk
Know I had to buss that buss that hoe
Loud pack stanky
Lean got me cranky
Ion pass blunts I flunk that hoe
She ask do you love me
I be like weeeeelll
No humpback humpback hoe
Lay dick in her
Shit feel comfy
You know I touch back touch back hoe
She wanted more rounds
She hate when I'm outta town
Brrr when I touch back touch back hoe
Wild on stage
All my tatts glowin
Squad in dreams and you bet that bitch snowin
My bitch bad fat ol ass
Does them squats
She so bad
Eatin these rappers
And forcin em out
No constipation I'm pourin em out
Fuckin these whores and escorting em out
Don't hit me up when I'm touring around
Blowing on skrong fuckin her long
Need a big booty that fuck back eh BOW
Bitch I'm goin raw pluck her g string like a guitar
Name one flaw aim never off
Now I'm backin big body out the garage
I'm in a cooooooupe
I'm gettin head aye
To tell the truuuuuuth I carry dead weight
Got my head straight
Now I stack all this guala
Showing too much that's a prolem
Dick disappear like wa la
Hoe tell the truth bitch why lie
Rose just call me upset said some
In is wrong wit his teck maybe Turrets
Ask myself why bitch gotta lie
Man don't trust that trust that hoe
All on my dick I ain't gotta lie
Yeah I fuck that fuck that hoe
She like bands since I got bands
She gon bust that bust that wow
Ice on wrist ice on neckkk
Know I had to buss that buss that hoe (buss down)
Loud pack stanky
Lean got me cranky
Ion pass blunts i flunk that hoe
She ask do you love me
I be like weeeeelll
No humpback humpback hoe
Lay dick in her
Shit feel comfy
You know I touch back touch back hoe
She wanted more rounds
She hate when I'm outta town
Brrr when I touch back touch back hoe
Fire on stage this ain't no wave
Yeah you know what im talkin about
Ain't got no boss do you see one right now
This ain't bout clout do you hear me right now
Back back in big body foreign nigga park that shit
Hop out twins
You don't gotta feel just know i go in
I got the fire and that be the end
Nigga im tourin
Nigga you borin
Money keep goin in
Say what you want but look
I gotta roll
I got the gas and i know its gon smoke
When i pop off ya get dizzy yeeah
I don't want talk i be wit it yeeah
Talk to people thats not me hoe
I stay fire smoke my weed folk
You be reciting your digits
I just keep hiding my digits
I cant even find my digits
I think an island missin
I cant even find the ceiling
Float like a ghost
No tippy toes
Yeah i be lit when i'm rockin the shows
Tryna do just like how i move
Tryna do just what i do
Ask my self why bitch gotta lie
Man don't trust that trust that hoe
All on my dick i ain't gotta lie
Yeah i fucked that fucked that hoe
She like bands since i got bands
She gon bust that bust that wow
Ice on wrist ice on neck
Know i had to buss that buss that hoe
Loud pack stanky lean got me cranky
Ion pass blunts i flunk that hoe
She asked do you love my i be like weeeelll
No humpback humpback hoe
Lay dick in her
Shit feel comfy
Know i Had to touch back touch back hoe
She wanted more rounds she hate when i'm
Outta town brr when i touch back touch back hoe
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