Mbappe (feat. 602 Byron)

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All I want is dough
I could never love these bitches, I could never love a hoe
I would never trust a nigga, I cant even trust the bros
No respect for any switches, if they fitted when you blow
So upset with all these posts
Same ol' pictures different poses
Everytime lil' shawty stripping, only time she wearing clothes
On the next to new beginning, butter chicken on the stove
With a little side of Naan bread
Don't gotta say I want head
Lets just kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty, yo body
Need to spoil that
Like where your soil at
Cant let them soil that, aye
I could crank and let it heat, or let it boil back
Need to release a little steam, I'll peel the foil back
All these other little boys
Know you ignoring that
I seen you ballin reppin eight
I'm twenty four with that
Aint no redemption, you been treating em like Shawshank
Killing dreams with you like Shark Tank
Just tell me that you want me
But dont you tell it to me nicely
I love the way it sounds like you just spite me
Underlined despise me
Bolded all italics, when you write me
Aint no shame, I swear I love the way you like me
It's so hard to try to fight that
I know you like that
When I show 'em how to, write that
Bet they gon' bite that
Cuz' here I'm sitting where the mic at
And instead of my lap, you busy stuffing up your throat
Homie hit my phone, 'why you ain't tell me she's the goat'
I could never love these bitches, I could never love a hoe
I would never trust a nigga, I cant even trust the bros
No respect for any switches, if they fitted when you blow
So upset with all these posts
Same ol' pictures different poses
If lil' shawty on that stripping, only time she wearing clothes
On the next to new beginnings, butter chicken on the stove
With a little side of Naan bread
Don't gotta say I want head
Lets just kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty
Let's just kick it baby, take it back to the bed
She like to feel it in her tonsils when she give me head
And yea baby I'm from the desert, but I'll get you wet
Six-o-two girl the baby, yeah I really step
Aye, yeah
Yeah we on that
I have my young Mexicans, at your doormat
Hollow tips, green beams, where your dome at
And we gon' shirt first, baby we dont blow back
Yeah we gon shoot first, baby dont blow back
She love to say that I'm that nigga, yeah I know that
F*ck spending on a hoe, where the poles at
And tell these pussy niggas come and get they gold back
Cuz' all we really know, these niggas be some bitches
If they get picked up by the feds, they be some snitches
Cuz' y'all know y'all ain't really even like that
Money on my head, go and up the price tag
All I want is dough
I could never love these bitches, I could never love a hoe
I would never trust a nigga, I cant even trust the bros
No respect for any switches, if they fitted when you blow
So upset with all these posts
Same ol' pictures different poses
Everytime lil' shawty stripping, only time she wearing clothes
On the next to new beginning, butter chicken on the stove
With a little side of Naan bread
Don't gotta say I want head
Lets just kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty, yo body
And now I got like twenty unread messages
Twenty undead Benjamins
Use to be good street, now its fentanyl on that intersection
Best not to be caught without a weapon
But shit, I'm on some other shit
I got another bitch
Who wanna lick up on my brother dick
After she done with mine
I tell her bring a friend along, with her some other time
I aint got no plans, just got this money on my mind
I swear you would be what you could be
But y'all honesty too worried bout what you should be
All that over thinking, they ain't understood me
Just popped out with some bubbly
In the party, now lil' shawty getting cuddly
'Imma take her to the moon with me like Kudi
And now they sending shots, but we got lucky
Somebody getting ugly
But I'm sittin pretty, blicky on my tummy
If someone tryna run me, then I'm Usain
Introduce you new pain
Open shawty's street, now she go two ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's up Keisha, what's going on
'Wtf you mean what's up Mike, where the f*ck you been at all day'
I was in the studio
'With my car'
Yeah I was in, listen
I fell asleep, I smoked a lil' killa' I'm in the studio putting a mixtape together
Tryna get some paper
Fucking with you
'I know this nigga ain't just say, a mixtape'
I could never love these bitches, I could never love a hoe
I would never trust a nigga, I cant even trust the bros
No respect for any switches, if they fitted when you blow
So upset with all these posts
Same ol' pictures different poses
If lil' shawty on that stripping, only time she wearing clothes
On the next to new beginnings, butter chicken on the stove
With a little side of Naan bread
Don't gotta say I want head
Lets just kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty
Aye

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