[Intro: Kyle Richh & Diana Ross]
Am I really hard to please?
Perhaps I have such special needs
I wondered what was wrong with me
My friends all fall so easily
AyoSam
Grrah
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Wh-Why he runnin'? I ain't even click, like
I put the beam on his hip
That bitch a thot, she gon' fuck off a spliff, like
She gon' switch on her friend for some dick, what?
Up it and blow, if I spot me a flex, that's on bro I'ma throw
Benny got hit, he got beat with the pole
I'ma spin on my dolo, no time for the shows, like, what?
She neaky, she nasty
Legs in the spot and they yellin' out, "Cathy"
Can't run, been spunned that addy
I don't do internеt shows, don't at me
He got stained, hе was tryna be flashy
Sheik got the V, too tact, can't catch me
And these niggas don't got enough bread, like
Caught a shot to the chest, need a med, like
Lil' nigga, I'm smokin' ya dead
He tried to run, caught a shot to the head, like
Heard enough, give a fuck what he said
He movin' wock, he get put on a bed, like
She don't like when I call her a leg
Thumb in her butt, pinnin' shit to the backboard
She a liar, that bitch is a backdoor
That bitch a thot, like, grrah, grrah, grrah
And these niggas on live in they room, like, they not outside for real
Backdoor when it's time for the drill
We gon' empty the block, give a fuck how you feel
H-Hunnid dash, I'm a geek on the wheel
Gun jam up, he get beat with the steel
See a opp, I'ma flame, fuck a deal
Am I really hard to please?
Perhaps I have such special needs
I wondered what was wrong with me
My friends all fall so easily
AyoSam
Grrah
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Wh-Why he runnin'? I ain't even click, like
I put the beam on his hip
That bitch a thot, she gon' fuck off a spliff, like
She gon' switch on her friend for some dick, what?
Up it and blow, if I spot me a flex, that's on bro I'ma throw
Benny got hit, he got beat with the pole
I'ma spin on my dolo, no time for the shows, like, what?
She neaky, she nasty
Legs in the spot and they yellin' out, "Cathy"
Can't run, been spunned that addy
I don't do internеt shows, don't at me
He got stained, hе was tryna be flashy
Sheik got the V, too tact, can't catch me
And these niggas don't got enough bread, like
Caught a shot to the chest, need a med, like
Lil' nigga, I'm smokin' ya dead
He tried to run, caught a shot to the head, like
Heard enough, give a fuck what he said
He movin' wock, he get put on a bed, like
She don't like when I call her a leg
Thumb in her butt, pinnin' shit to the backboard
She a liar, that bitch is a backdoor
That bitch a thot, like, grrah, grrah, grrah
And these niggas on live in they room, like, they not outside for real
Backdoor when it's time for the drill
We gon' empty the block, give a fuck how you feel
H-Hunnid dash, I'm a geek on the wheel
Gun jam up, he get beat with the steel
See a opp, I'ma flame, fuck a deal
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