Bummy
April P
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I'll eat a bitch nigga up for breakfast And shit him out so that the next bitch can have him for dinner I don't give a FUUUUUCK Do I need to say it? everything? ok A nigga can't do shit for me If he could barely do it for hisself On my grind it's like masturbation how the money flowin' Cause I make that shit come with no help I told em look baby imma get to you but right now I gotta handle my wealth (MONEY) Then I threw some change at em Lil kiss on the cheek then I put his ass back on the shelf He ain't really like that shit (NOPE) I guess he don't want a boss type bitch (NOPE) He know if I pull up on em then it's over Whippin a Honda but f*ck in the Rover I might have to talk slick to em, but he like it Got em singin' like Drake, Controla (DRAAAKE) You uh weak bitch if yo nigga control ya I'm uh real bitch and I'm ready to show ya (Uh) Yuh, the blixky the blixky Can't hang around if they fingers are sticky Touch me bet the situation get tricky It ain't my fault that yo nigga wan hit me It ain't my fault that yo nigga don't give a f*ck And he too busy gone off them double cups Any bitch that want it we can squabble up This uh PSA who wanna test they luck Treat a bitch like McDonald's I'll size her up Need a bitch like Ciara gon level up Need a bitch that run shit call me Forrest Gump Hit that bitch with my kicks if I'm feelin' pumped She mad cause my lips don't need filler I'm elaborate these bitches vanilla Tell a dude DON'T like my name Bryson Tiller (Tell a dude DON'T like my name Bryson Tiller) HUH I don't need yo money, nigga I got my own plus you bummy, nigga Switch up if you actin' funny, nigga You say you real but chu dummy, nigga (Uh) I ain't ya ex or yo mom or yo therapist, so watch yo tone when you come for me The chicks from yo past might not get on yo ass, but best believe I do it comfortably And I'm not finna let you run over me And if that's whatchu think then that's OUT Childish nigga, got his thumb in his mouth I been raisin' niggas from L.A. to the south A nigga can't do shit for me If he could barely do it for hisself On my grind it's like masturbation how the money flowin' Cause I make that shit come with no help I told em look baby imma get to you but right now I gotta handle my wealth Then I threw some change at em Lil kiss on the cheek then I put his ass back on the shelf
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