[Intro]
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Yeah
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
[Verse]
Damn, yeah, you did that
Bad bitch Monday Night— ah
Bad bitch Monday Night— yeah
Bad bitch Monday Night Raw, she gon' get smacked
In the club with your main bitch, get your bitch back
How the fuck you thick with no ass? You got a big back
Damn
How the fuck this bitch lift weights, she got a six-pack?
How the fuck this bitch was lightskinned?— alright
How the fuck this bitch was lightskinned, she been sittin' in the sun, now she Black?
Naw, I fucked up, now this bitch Black
How the fuck this bitch eat too much, got this bitch fat?
Freak bitch give me good head, she got a big hat
Paddy whack— ah
Paddy whack, give a dog a bone, got—
Paddy whack, give a dog a bone, knick knack (Hahaha, hahaha)
Damn, I love when this bitch, damn
Baby, you're, hey, yeah
I ain't gon' lie, baby girl, I love it when you smile to me
Damn, I, hmm
Suck my dick, you gon' feel it in your chest, Black & Mild to her
All my shows, they be big as fuck, Rolling Loud tour
I'ma make your— yeah
I'ma make your bitch suck my dick, you gon' bow to her
Ahh
I ain't gon' lie, if I smack a nigga, I can break your nose
I ain't gon' lie, if I fuck your bitches, I'ma break your hoes
Smack my bitch up in the club like—
Smack my bitch up in the club, look like I hate my hoes
I'll put a dog on a— yeah
I'll put a dog on a— yeah
I'll put a dog on a dog, I'll mate my hoes
Fishing pole, throw it in the water, I'll bait my hoes (Damn)
Bitch ain't wanna take her socks off when she came over, said, "I hate my toes"
Used to dream 'bout twenty thousand, now I—
Used to dream 'bout twenty thousand, now I hate my goals (Damn)
Bitch say she knew me and Quilla blood brothers (How? Yeah)
Bitch say she knew me and Quilla blood brothers (How she know that?), we got the same nose
Me and bro fuck the same bitches, got the same hoes
How the fuck I meet you at the top? We got the same goals
I don't be with new niggas, I got the same bros (Damn)
I just hit a nigga up close, hit him up top, he got— ah
I just hit a nigga up close, hit him up top, got his brain swole
Watch his brains fall out his head, he got a chili bowl
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Yeah
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
[Verse]
Damn, yeah, you did that
Bad bitch Monday Night— ah
Bad bitch Monday Night— yeah
Bad bitch Monday Night Raw, she gon' get smacked
In the club with your main bitch, get your bitch back
How the fuck you thick with no ass? You got a big back
Damn
How the fuck this bitch lift weights, she got a six-pack?
How the fuck this bitch was lightskinned?— alright
How the fuck this bitch was lightskinned, she been sittin' in the sun, now she Black?
Naw, I fucked up, now this bitch Black
How the fuck this bitch eat too much, got this bitch fat?
Freak bitch give me good head, she got a big hat
Paddy whack— ah
Paddy whack, give a dog a bone, got—
Paddy whack, give a dog a bone, knick knack (Hahaha, hahaha)
Damn, I love when this bitch, damn
Baby, you're, hey, yeah
I ain't gon' lie, baby girl, I love it when you smile to me
Damn, I, hmm
Suck my dick, you gon' feel it in your chest, Black & Mild to her
All my shows, they be big as fuck, Rolling Loud tour
I'ma make your— yeah
I'ma make your bitch suck my dick, you gon' bow to her
Ahh
I ain't gon' lie, if I smack a nigga, I can break your nose
I ain't gon' lie, if I fuck your bitches, I'ma break your hoes
Smack my bitch up in the club like—
Smack my bitch up in the club, look like I hate my hoes
I'll put a dog on a— yeah
I'll put a dog on a— yeah
I'll put a dog on a dog, I'll mate my hoes
Fishing pole, throw it in the water, I'll bait my hoes (Damn)
Bitch ain't wanna take her socks off when she came over, said, "I hate my toes"
Used to dream 'bout twenty thousand, now I—
Used to dream 'bout twenty thousand, now I hate my goals (Damn)
Bitch say she knew me and Quilla blood brothers (How? Yeah)
Bitch say she knew me and Quilla blood brothers (How she know that?), we got the same nose
Me and bro fuck the same bitches, got the same hoes
How the fuck I meet you at the top? We got the same goals
I don't be with new niggas, I got the same bros (Damn)
I just hit a nigga up close, hit him up top, he got— ah
I just hit a nigga up close, hit him up top, got his brain swole
Watch his brains fall out his head, he got a chili bowl
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