What's up walk inside I'm scoping out the thick shit
She text and said hit me you made it to my hit list
Made it to her room this bitch got me watching chick flicks
Rolling up some shit she never smelled told her hit this
Za , small, mids what you need be specific
Heavy play I'm bending on two weels like a ripstick
I just met her yesterday she DM me a tit pic
You gon scare the hoes away you DM bitches dick pics
Eyes low as prices in 50s cus I chain smoke
High as biggie I'm tryna get high to link with James tho
Old friends asking how I'm doin I tell 'em same ol'
Never tie my cape for a bitch I rather save dough
350 a zip said I wouldn't buy but it's pain tho
12 think they low I peep the pig he got on plain clothes
If I had a genie I'll wish to make the rain go
And When it clear ima ask if he could make it rain bows
I don't bite hoe push up on me put yo number in
Got off my ass shit I was tired of all that slumbering
And She got Poland spring between her legs when can we f*ck again
Run it up its feelin like im runnin outta luck again
This the 2nd time a random nigga dapped me up again
Nice ass nigga you don't know me move yo f*ckin hand
Broke hoes rub me the wrong way Im bout my rubber bands
You ain't gotta like me me cus yo wife think I'm a lovely man
Thinking bout my childhood when mommy used to tuck me in
Now I'm tucking contraband tellin niggas plug me in
I know I'm a piece of shit I'm still gon try to f*ck her friends
Call my hoes beavis I just use em for they butt and head
FMH STAXX - Beavis And Butthead Lyrics
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What's up walk inside I'm scoping out the thick shit
She text and said hit me you made it to my hit list
Made it to her room this bitch got me watching chick flicks
Rolling up some shit she never smelled told her hit this
Za , small, mids what you need be specific
Heavy play I'm bending on two weels like a ripstick
I just met her yesterday she DM me a tit pic
You gon scare the hoes away you DM bitches dick pics
Eyes low as prices in 50s cus I chain smoke
High as biggie I'm tryna get high to link with James tho
Old friends asking how I'm doin I tell 'em same ol'
Never tie my cape for a bitch I rather save dough
350 a zip said I wouldn't buy but it's pain tho
12 think they low I peep the pig he got on plain clothes
If I had a genie I'll wish to make the rain go
And When it clear ima ask if he could make it rain bows
I don't bite hoe push up on me put yo number in
Got off my ass shit I was tired of all that slumbering
And She got Poland spring between her legs when can we f*ck again
Run it up its feelin like im runnin outta luck again
This the 2nd time a random nigga dapped me up again
Nice ass nigga you don't know me move yo f*ckin hand
Broke hoes rub me the wrong way Im bout my rubber bands
You ain't gotta like me me cus yo wife think I'm a lovely man
Thinking bout my childhood when mommy used to tuck me in
Now I'm tucking contraband tellin niggas plug me in
I know I'm a piece of shit I'm still gon try to f*ck her friends
Call my hoes beavis I just use em for they butt and head
She text and said hit me you made it to my hit list
Made it to her room this bitch got me watching chick flicks
Rolling up some shit she never smelled told her hit this
Za , small, mids what you need be specific
Heavy play I'm bending on two weels like a ripstick
I just met her yesterday she DM me a tit pic
You gon scare the hoes away you DM bitches dick pics
Eyes low as prices in 50s cus I chain smoke
High as biggie I'm tryna get high to link with James tho
Old friends asking how I'm doin I tell 'em same ol'
Never tie my cape for a bitch I rather save dough
350 a zip said I wouldn't buy but it's pain tho
12 think they low I peep the pig he got on plain clothes
If I had a genie I'll wish to make the rain go
And When it clear ima ask if he could make it rain bows
I don't bite hoe push up on me put yo number in
Got off my ass shit I was tired of all that slumbering
And She got Poland spring between her legs when can we f*ck again
Run it up its feelin like im runnin outta luck again
This the 2nd time a random nigga dapped me up again
Nice ass nigga you don't know me move yo f*ckin hand
Broke hoes rub me the wrong way Im bout my rubber bands
You ain't gotta like me me cus yo wife think I'm a lovely man
Thinking bout my childhood when mommy used to tuck me in
Now I'm tucking contraband tellin niggas plug me in
I know I'm a piece of shit I'm still gon try to f*ck her friends
Call my hoes beavis I just use em for they butt and head
Writer: Gerald Pratt
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