[Intro]
Yeah
Fuck you talmbout, nigga?
Ayy, Ewell, I don't want no autotune, fuck all that shit, bro (Woo)
[?] (Let's get it)
Bitches be tweaking, bitches be tripping, man (Gang-gang)
All that shit, but bitches be doing too much, ya know what I'm saying?
Yeah (Skrrt)
[Chorus]
I can't be your man, I'm gon' play you, bitch
I ain't got no legs, I can't chase you, bitch
I don't wear no capes, I can't save you, bitch
You ain't gotta stay, I'm not gon' make you, bitch
Got this freaky-ass bitch, she get me super sitchy
Got this bougie-ass bitch, that lil' bitch super picky
Let my bitches roll my weed 'cause that shit super sticky (FBG shit)
Take my gun everywhere 'cause shit be super fishy (FBG, bitch)
[Verse 1]
Ah, you mad as hell? Well, I'm glad as hell
Your bitch super ugh, my bitch bad as hell
On a paper trail and I make it well
Got too many racks, I got racks to sell
If I gave you some money, I want that back as well
If I gave you a pack, I want that pack as well
I was listenin' to your shit and that shit wack as hell
Want a nigga to play with me, I'm just gon' crack his shell
Thirsty bitch all on my line, ho, what you naggin' for, huh?
Told your ass, "Don't post that shit," bitch, what you braggin' for, huh?
Ah, you think it's funny, huh? What you laughin' for?
You not gon' think it's funny when you hear me scratchin' off (Money)
Yeah
Fuck you talmbout, nigga?
Ayy, Ewell, I don't want no autotune, fuck all that shit, bro (Woo)
[?] (Let's get it)
Bitches be tweaking, bitches be tripping, man (Gang-gang)
All that shit, but bitches be doing too much, ya know what I'm saying?
Yeah (Skrrt)
[Chorus]
I can't be your man, I'm gon' play you, bitch
I ain't got no legs, I can't chase you, bitch
I don't wear no capes, I can't save you, bitch
You ain't gotta stay, I'm not gon' make you, bitch
Got this freaky-ass bitch, she get me super sitchy
Got this bougie-ass bitch, that lil' bitch super picky
Let my bitches roll my weed 'cause that shit super sticky (FBG shit)
Take my gun everywhere 'cause shit be super fishy (FBG, bitch)
[Verse 1]
Ah, you mad as hell? Well, I'm glad as hell
Your bitch super ugh, my bitch bad as hell
On a paper trail and I make it well
Got too many racks, I got racks to sell
If I gave you some money, I want that back as well
If I gave you a pack, I want that pack as well
I was listenin' to your shit and that shit wack as hell
Want a nigga to play with me, I'm just gon' crack his shell
Thirsty bitch all on my line, ho, what you naggin' for, huh?
Told your ass, "Don't post that shit," bitch, what you braggin' for, huh?
Ah, you think it's funny, huh? What you laughin' for?
You not gon' think it's funny when you hear me scratchin' off (Money)
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