Kyeah
(She asked me if I wanna f*ck, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I ride around town with it tucked, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I'm tryna go make me some bucks, I said)
Kyeah
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
My niggas will shoot your shit up, they don't care
Your bitch tryna pull up and f*ck, she finna come here
I walk around town fly as f*ck, John Paul Gaultier
These hoes see I'm going up, they give me derrière
But when i was down bad these hoes won't there
These niggas acting like they hard but these niggas pears
These niggas copying my swag, these niggas some parrots
Your hoe taking off her top showing me her cherries
I take that top off of that drop, I slide in that
Mclaren
Me and my niggas step up in the spot and we got your hoe staring
Your hoe listen to my songs, she like what she hearing
I really can put that shit on, they like "What he wearing?"
Kyeah
Yeah, that metal gon' go through your dome like some f*cking earrings
My niggas they slide to your home like they running errands
Its too many hoes to f*ck on, I cannot do marriage
I don't eat no vegetables but my chain it got carrots
My shooter hit you from a far, he got good awareness
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
Shoutout Ni
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Kyeah
(She asked me if I wanna f*ck, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I ride around town with it tucked, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I'm tryna go make me some bucks, I said)
Kyeah
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
My niggas will shoot your shit up, they don't care
Your bitch tryna pull up and f*ck, she finna come here
I walk around town fly as f*ck, John Paul Gaultier
These hoes see I'm going up, they give me derrière
But when i was down bad these hoes won't there
These niggas acting like they hard but these niggas pears
These niggas copying my swag, these niggas some parrots
Your hoe taking off her top showing me her cherries
I take that top off of that drop, I slide in that
Mclaren
Me and my niggas step up in the spot and we got your hoe staring
Your hoe listen to my songs, she like what she hearing
I really can put that shit on, they like "What he wearing?"
Kyeah
Yeah, that metal gon' go through your dome like some f*cking earrings
My niggas they slide to your home like they running errands
Its too many hoes to f*ck on, I cannot do marriage
I don't eat no vegetables but my chain it got carrots
My shooter hit you from a far, he got good awareness
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
Shoutout Ni
(She asked me if I wanna f*ck, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I ride around town with it tucked, I said)
Kyeah
(She asked if I'm tryna go make me some bucks, I said)
Kyeah
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
My niggas will shoot your shit up, they don't care
Your bitch tryna pull up and f*ck, she finna come here
I walk around town fly as f*ck, John Paul Gaultier
These hoes see I'm going up, they give me derrière
But when i was down bad these hoes won't there
These niggas acting like they hard but these niggas pears
These niggas copying my swag, these niggas some parrots
Your hoe taking off her top showing me her cherries
I take that top off of that drop, I slide in that
Mclaren
Me and my niggas step up in the spot and we got your hoe staring
Your hoe listen to my songs, she like what she hearing
I really can put that shit on, they like "What he wearing?"
Kyeah
Yeah, that metal gon' go through your dome like some f*cking earrings
My niggas they slide to your home like they running errands
Its too many hoes to f*ck on, I cannot do marriage
I don't eat no vegetables but my chain it got carrots
My shooter hit you from a far, he got good awareness
Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah
Shoutout Ni
Writer: Elisha Morgan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid