To Da Neck 1TakeJay
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[Intro]
Aight, here we go
Lewis, you nasty
Howie Bass Beats
[Intro]
Look, I couldn't even take a L in a Lexus
Say I'm a dog, chose up on her best friend
She think I only wanna fuck, bitch, you guessed it
'Cause I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm gone, we ain't textin'
[Chorus]
New number, I ain't fuckin' with my ex-bitch
You better make the right move or get left, bitch
They love a nigga 'cause I'm young and I'm reckless
Beat it up and show a bitch to the exit
If I'ma do it, I'ma do it to the neck, bitch
VVS frostbites in a necklace
My niggas stacking real paper, this ain't Tetris
And bitch, it's all facts, you ain't gotta ask no questions
[Verse 1]
Red bottoms nigga, watch were you stepping
Christian Louboutins, nigga, ain't that a blessing?
I'm talking 'bout reality, they call it flexing
I worked for this shit, so don't get the wrong message
Fuck a Glock, fifty shots in this TEC, bitch
Slide through, you better duck or get wet, bitch
Poured down like I grew up in Texas
Who fucking with the gang? DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch
Air force when I'm running up a check, bitch
Get a bag the only thing on my checklist
You unemployed you ain't never had a check, bitch
Fendi, Gucci, Louis, that's a check bitch
Aight, here we go
Lewis, you nasty
Howie Bass Beats
[Intro]
Look, I couldn't even take a L in a Lexus
Say I'm a dog, chose up on her best friend
She think I only wanna fuck, bitch, you guessed it
'Cause I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm gone, we ain't textin'
[Chorus]
New number, I ain't fuckin' with my ex-bitch
You better make the right move or get left, bitch
They love a nigga 'cause I'm young and I'm reckless
Beat it up and show a bitch to the exit
If I'ma do it, I'ma do it to the neck, bitch
VVS frostbites in a necklace
My niggas stacking real paper, this ain't Tetris
And bitch, it's all facts, you ain't gotta ask no questions
[Verse 1]
Red bottoms nigga, watch were you stepping
Christian Louboutins, nigga, ain't that a blessing?
I'm talking 'bout reality, they call it flexing
I worked for this shit, so don't get the wrong message
Fuck a Glock, fifty shots in this TEC, bitch
Slide through, you better duck or get wet, bitch
Poured down like I grew up in Texas
Who fucking with the gang? DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch
Air force when I'm running up a check, bitch
Get a bag the only thing on my checklist
You unemployed you ain't never had a check, bitch
Fendi, Gucci, Louis, that's a check bitch
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