Collins Lofty305 & F1lthy (Ft. Ruben Slikk)

[Intro: Lofty305]
Wake up F1lthy
I be telling exactly what you thinking inside your head
But you don’t know me, motherfucker!
You don’t know I been all around the world
You don’t know I fucked all kinds of bitches, (drop that bitch off on that corner)
All different kind of ways
In all different kinds of cities and situations, (drop that bitch off on that corner)
In the motherfucking penthouse, Paris
You don’t know how I’m doing man, (yuh)
You don’t know how I’m living, nigga!

[Chorus: Lofty305]
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
She be finessing on these niggas we gon' keep balling
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
She be finessing on these niggas wе gon' keep balling

[Verse 1: Lofty305]
Underestimate my bitchеs when they way smarter
Underestimate a nigga when I’m, uh, harder
Underestimate my guala when it look taller
Imma educate my bitch on how the fuck to come up
Imma lay my head down when the fuckin' sun up
And I’m only getting up for the fuckin' money
I did it for the love now it’s fuck that
I got my fuckin' name now it’s fuck rap
Yuh