[Intro]
beanjawn
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse]
I can't be too nice to niggas and I ain't tryna know you
My brodie say it's my fault 'cause I'm way too antisocial
I ain't making friends with niggas and I don't think I'm supposed to
Learn to use your legs 'cause lil' ho, I ain't gon' hold you
Water falls, bridges burn, bitches learn I'm hot
I'm concerned, grip it firm even when I'm not
You a bird, you deserve everything you got
I'm all in the mix, that's why your bitch gon' stir the pot
Heater on my leg, so I'm prepared for when it's colder
Shit all in the air, but I ain't scared 'cause I'm a soldier
Shawty think she in, she tryna flirt and win me over
Like if she give me head, then I'm gon' try to be her shoulder
Brodie called to tell me I should go outside more
Momma called and told me I should talk to God more
Niggas hate, so what? That's what I keep the iron for
Niggas switch so much, lil' boy, I know your side soft
Waterfall, bitches ball, niggas fall
Victim to some shit they could've missed if they ain't get involved
Niggas all bitches in the end, so I don't trip at all
Niggas soft, wouldn't pick a bitch up if she trip and fall, fuck nigga
Yeah, I'm on the west side getting my bucks bigger
I'm on the best side by myself 'cause I don't really fuck with niggas
She wanna chat and get my best side, I don't really fuck with pictures
Brodie zooted, slurring his words like he don't really fuck with diction
You a ho, you look for hope and still ain't find it yet
Bro at home with sticks and poles all over the dining set
I'm at home with shit I know, but won't acknowledge yet
I ain't no ho, so if we on go, that boy gon' die upset
beanjawn
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse]
I can't be too nice to niggas and I ain't tryna know you
My brodie say it's my fault 'cause I'm way too antisocial
I ain't making friends with niggas and I don't think I'm supposed to
Learn to use your legs 'cause lil' ho, I ain't gon' hold you
Water falls, bridges burn, bitches learn I'm hot
I'm concerned, grip it firm even when I'm not
You a bird, you deserve everything you got
I'm all in the mix, that's why your bitch gon' stir the pot
Heater on my leg, so I'm prepared for when it's colder
Shit all in the air, but I ain't scared 'cause I'm a soldier
Shawty think she in, she tryna flirt and win me over
Like if she give me head, then I'm gon' try to be her shoulder
Brodie called to tell me I should go outside more
Momma called and told me I should talk to God more
Niggas hate, so what? That's what I keep the iron for
Niggas switch so much, lil' boy, I know your side soft
Waterfall, bitches ball, niggas fall
Victim to some shit they could've missed if they ain't get involved
Niggas all bitches in the end, so I don't trip at all
Niggas soft, wouldn't pick a bitch up if she trip and fall, fuck nigga
Yeah, I'm on the west side getting my bucks bigger
I'm on the best side by myself 'cause I don't really fuck with niggas
She wanna chat and get my best side, I don't really fuck with pictures
Brodie zooted, slurring his words like he don't really fuck with diction
You a ho, you look for hope and still ain't find it yet
Bro at home with sticks and poles all over the dining set
I'm at home with shit I know, but won't acknowledge yet
I ain't no ho, so if we on go, that boy gon' die upset
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