[Verse 1: Thouxanbanfauni]
Back to the future, catch me jiggin' on my hover board
Thought i love her till i fuck her i don't love that girl no more
Kick it with a bitch and kick her out i got super bored
But instead i pass her to my partner that's what friends are for
That's my bang bro fuck her to the gang, gang hoe
Dang hoe, how i got these goddesses on fucking go
Told her she main, off a xan', i was playing hoe
Stupid hoe you a basic bitch, you a plain hoe
Don't talk 'bout yesterday, bitch you so yesterday
These niggas think they started shit
These niggas think they paved a way
Don't mean to stunt, Jeans hold my gun, my Saint Laurents
Where that denim came from? New York it leave you super soaked
Hella stoked ain't no rich nigga just ain't going broke
Rob your whole hood so good like I'm finessing hoe
Niggas dope, but don't sell no dope boy leave me alone
All my friends say yes to drugs the pain just want leave us 'lone
Four bad hoes ringing my phone, wish I had a clone
Bitch knew I was a dog hoe still let me bone
And your favorite rapper got some juice where you think he get it from?
Women like to start right back soon as they say they done
I don't hold the gun, pending charges on my last one
I just point and my partner he be like which one
I don't need to front i just need a thicker boof blunt
Pressure pack so good press your fucking pressure points son
Back to the future, catch me jiggin' on my hover board
Thought i love her till i fuck her i don't love that girl no more
Kick it with a bitch and kick her out i got super bored
But instead i pass her to my partner that's what friends are for
That's my bang bro fuck her to the gang, gang hoe
Dang hoe, how i got these goddesses on fucking go
Told her she main, off a xan', i was playing hoe
Stupid hoe you a basic bitch, you a plain hoe
Don't talk 'bout yesterday, bitch you so yesterday
These niggas think they started shit
These niggas think they paved a way
Don't mean to stunt, Jeans hold my gun, my Saint Laurents
Where that denim came from? New York it leave you super soaked
Hella stoked ain't no rich nigga just ain't going broke
Rob your whole hood so good like I'm finessing hoe
Niggas dope, but don't sell no dope boy leave me alone
All my friends say yes to drugs the pain just want leave us 'lone
Four bad hoes ringing my phone, wish I had a clone
Bitch knew I was a dog hoe still let me bone
And your favorite rapper got some juice where you think he get it from?
Women like to start right back soon as they say they done
I don't hold the gun, pending charges on my last one
I just point and my partner he be like which one
I don't need to front i just need a thicker boof blunt
Pressure pack so good press your fucking pressure points son
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