[Intro]
DaMazin Beats
Yeah, you remind me of a dweeb, you must be a dweeb, huh, huh
Knock that shit off, boy
[Verse 1]
Ayy, boy, your ass a motherfuckin' wimp
Tryna hang with us but I planned on fuckin' his bitch, haha
Water balloon fight, I'm throwin' on drip
On the six spot, jumpin' like a motherfuckin' itch (Ayy)
Get lit with repeat offenders, she wanna meet my hitters
Put another corn in the box, his ass a TV dinner (Go)
Dumped him out, put the spikes on his head like Lisa Simpson, huh
I feel like Jesus, nigga, I got on bleedin' Christians
Yeah, wearin' down yo' bitch dome (Ayy)
Firearm in my second hand like a thrift store
Ain't no way in motherfuckin' hell these niggas gettin' dough
Your bitch keep on beggin' me for flowеrs, bought that bitch a rose
Yeah, bitch
Go play with that pussy 'til I get back homе, huh
You know I be ain't worried like spilt sugar on the kitchen floor
Hood nigga like Gorilla Zoe, I got plenty hoes
Your pussy not special, bitch, what make you think you different for?
[Chorus]
You remind me of this eater that I once knew (Ayy)
Bougie lil' bitch but she a demon when she fuck too
Throat G.O.A.T., she be moanin' when she suck too
I can't lie, I might think about on her while I fuck you (Ayy, ayy)
He remind me of this dork that I once blew
He was talkin' out his fuckin' neck and got slumped too
Gave his ass a head tap, duck, duck, goose
Sippin' Wock', feel like a jail pose how I chuck deuce
DaMazin Beats
Yeah, you remind me of a dweeb, you must be a dweeb, huh, huh
Knock that shit off, boy
[Verse 1]
Ayy, boy, your ass a motherfuckin' wimp
Tryna hang with us but I planned on fuckin' his bitch, haha
Water balloon fight, I'm throwin' on drip
On the six spot, jumpin' like a motherfuckin' itch (Ayy)
Get lit with repeat offenders, she wanna meet my hitters
Put another corn in the box, his ass a TV dinner (Go)
Dumped him out, put the spikes on his head like Lisa Simpson, huh
I feel like Jesus, nigga, I got on bleedin' Christians
Yeah, wearin' down yo' bitch dome (Ayy)
Firearm in my second hand like a thrift store
Ain't no way in motherfuckin' hell these niggas gettin' dough
Your bitch keep on beggin' me for flowеrs, bought that bitch a rose
Yeah, bitch
Go play with that pussy 'til I get back homе, huh
You know I be ain't worried like spilt sugar on the kitchen floor
Hood nigga like Gorilla Zoe, I got plenty hoes
Your pussy not special, bitch, what make you think you different for?
[Chorus]
You remind me of this eater that I once knew (Ayy)
Bougie lil' bitch but she a demon when she fuck too
Throat G.O.A.T., she be moanin' when she suck too
I can't lie, I might think about on her while I fuck you (Ayy, ayy)
He remind me of this dork that I once blew
He was talkin' out his fuckin' neck and got slumped too
Gave his ass a head tap, duck, duck, goose
Sippin' Wock', feel like a jail pose how I chuck deuce
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