Lyrics:
her lil' bro wanna be me when he older (facts)
Look, I ain't gon' hold you, though
Put in my family, I feel like Utopia
Falling in love with a slut
On the road to riches, feel like my time be ticking
Glock on me when I ride in the foreign
Ain't saving no slut, she'll be gone by the morning
Backwood full
We be Sneaking linking
Come fuck with a gangsta for the weekend
Kissin on you, touching, sucking, fucking got you leaking
Fuck you like a slut but
you getting smacked down
Catch me in school up in the back, I was the class clown
Can't fall out 'bout no slut
Bitches falling by the way side
'Vinci
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
no love, don't want no trust is You a freaky, but you a slut
So come suck these nuts, stop sayin' I'm cheatin' You is not my slut
Yeah, I fucked your
trending in truck
Niggas clout chase for slut but bitch I'm really getting bucks
Niggas ain't really about that whats up
I get you off by one of my clucks
Stomping on my heart like a giant
Closed eyes I hold my blunt can't relight it
Soul ties with my slut
Love is violent
Something in my cup must be violet
Do I look like a slut?
Uh, huh, shut up
You know, I don't understand
Why everyone keeps calling us sluts
Me neither, I'm a good girl, yeah, me
Do I look like a slut?
Uh, huh, shut up
You know, I don't understand
Why everyone keeps calling us sluts
Me neither, I'm a good girl, yeah, me
Do I look like a slut?
Uh, huh, shut up
You know, I don't understand
Why everyone keeps calling us sluts
Me neither, I'm a good girl, yeah, me
a stitch you keep actin' like that, ho
I look like your husband slut? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll fuck you up
In
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
at you
Like before I rapped I was a motherfucking stud
Slut, this'll teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo' shizzle
I still live like I
a J and play Anita Baker, keep it player
I got bit by the love bug, got hurt
Gained from that experience, evolved into a monster
Feelin' like I'm Mac
wont let you finish cause
Youre such a fukn slut
(you like that)
Youre such a fukn whore
(dont fight that)
You like when I degrade you
So tell the world
by sluts (Sluts)
All I want is the money I don't give a fuck (Cash)
Got a Glock on my hip do you really wanna duel (Bah)
She asked what is wrong but
the truth, no one fuckin' like you
Like fuck, talk to me when you under 200 pounds
Like Goddamn, your sister's a bitch
Your brother a bitch
You a hoe ass
Toot it up
Lil' bitch zooted up
Two pills, booted up
I'm by myself, who is us?
And we not savin' sluts
Give her dick, give her nut
Give her semen,
love with my kid, you can get what you want
You ain't gotta ask me, and like a lighter I'm lit
And I'm on the road, like a fucking taxi
You wouldn't
She got me on the run
And when your day becomes night
Can I be your sun
Lick in the place you like
I know what you want
I know what you
I know what
a slut
Catching nut
Churn it up
Let it drop all out your guts
Pull ova
And show me what you working with
Get Up
I wanna see them titties strip
Moving like
knows I'ma slut it up
You either with us
Or you in the way
Can't wait to bring my brothers up
Hell of money Hell of drugs
Pop one its gone take you up
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