LIGHTSKIN SH*T
Jetsonmade, Dababy, Future
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Ah, ah, aha Yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) My bitch like a model Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle F*ck a IG, she too fine to follow Powerball, bitch I just hit the lotto (cha-ching) Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (sick) F*ck a pill, where that pussy? I pop it (I pop) I'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last hoe All the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go Lightskin shit She f*ck with me, she turn into a lightskin bitch (uh, ha) Family in our business on some hypeman shit She ain't respondin' to my text, she on some lightskin shit I don't like that shit Pull up with a new hoe (let's go, skrr) Wrecked my four door, I went bought a two door (yeah) When you out we on liquor and Nuvo (huh) I'ma dog on a bitch, call me Cujo (grr) Bitch, yeah, I went ran the score up (uh) Put my dick down her throat 'til she throw up (throw up) Hard to hideout in public, they know us Picture's viral before the shit's go up (pic) F*ck is a pic to a rich nigga? (Nigga) I'm havin' my way with your bitch The same bitch that was havin' her way with a bitch nigga Niggas goin' out sad 'bout these hoes, but me? Um My bitch like a model Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle F*ck a IG, she too fine to follow Powerball, bitch I just hit the lotto (cha-ching) Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (sick) F*ck a pill, where that pussy? I pop it (I pop) I'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last hoe All the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go My bitch in the trap with a mask on (yeah) I just flipped two dimes in the restroom (let's go) Had the magazine tucked like a super goon (baby) Had to sweep the drug money with the broom (woo) Walkin' through Chanel in the back-back (we did it) I could buy the bales with the money in the backpack, yeah And Rolex, yeah Almost went to Hell, that's a big fact (Pluto) I done cut up the wrist on my sleeve (I cut it) Like I'm suicidal on the jet (let's go) I done turnt your favorite to a pet (turn up) Check the hunnid milli presidents It's hard to fall off, I'm super relevant (I'm super) On the billi dollar, killed the middle man Tryna treat me like I'm not the trigger man Got a real one and she reppin' Taliban, gang, yeah My bitch like a model Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle F*ck a IG, she too fine to follow Powerball, bitch I just hit the lotto (cha-ching) Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (sick) F*ck a pill, where that pussy? I pop it (I pop) I'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last hoe All the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go
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Written by: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Nayvadius Wilburn, Tahj Morgan
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