All them lyrics you be rappin' jus' be soundin' made up
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
I'm on top of these boy's bitch I'm in first place
Had to cut that nigga off he tried to turn this to a race
Girl you know that I'm the best
Girl you know that I'm the chase
Yea, if you ain't the one I got more anyway
Lookin' down on these niggas on some peasant shit
Yea, you gotta baddie right now you better treasure it
Yea, when I walk up in the club I change the pressure bih
The way this bitch she doin' me right now she can't be heaven sent
Yea, don't get moved out the way
For thinkin' life jus' a game
Don't get mad at me boy I told ya' ass didn't I? Aye!
It's July 9th boy it ain't a regular lil day
Roll the red carpet out, when I'm walkin' thru today!
All them lyrics you be rappin' jus' be soundin' made up
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
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All them lyrics you be rappin' jus' be soundin' made up
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
I'm on top of these boy's bitch I'm in first place
Had to cut that nigga off he tried to turn this to a race
Girl you know that I'm the best
Girl you know that I'm the chase
Yea, if you ain't the one I got more anyway
Lookin' down on these niggas on some peasant shit
Yea, you gotta baddie right now you better treasure it
Yea, when I walk up in the club I change the pressure bih
The way this bitch she doin' me right now she can't be heaven sent
Yea, don't get moved out the way
For thinkin' life jus' a game
Don't get mad at me boy I told ya' ass didn't I? Aye!
It's July 9th boy it ain't a regular lil day
Roll the red carpet out, when I'm walkin' thru today!
All them lyrics you be rappin' jus' be soundin' made up
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
I'm on top of these boy's bitch I'm in first place
Had to cut that nigga off he tried to turn this to a race
Girl you know that I'm the best
Girl you know that I'm the chase
Yea, if you ain't the one I got more anyway
Lookin' down on these niggas on some peasant shit
Yea, you gotta baddie right now you better treasure it
Yea, when I walk up in the club I change the pressure bih
The way this bitch she doin' me right now she can't be heaven sent
Yea, don't get moved out the way
For thinkin' life jus' a game
Don't get mad at me boy I told ya' ass didn't I? Aye!
It's July 9th boy it ain't a regular lil day
Roll the red carpet out, when I'm walkin' thru today!
All them lyrics you be rappin' jus' be soundin' made up
I ain't even have to say none' she jus' gave it up
Why the hell you keep on mentionin' me?
Boy ya' weak as f*ck!
You could never have no rank
You will never be enough
Why you starin' in the club?
Pussy boy what you gon' do?
Oh he hot now yea, I was talkin' to his boo
Imma pretty nigga bih, what you think that I got rules?
I can never trust a bih, what you think that imma fool?
Writer: Reese Donahue
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