Make me pull my hand out, bad bitch, she got her pants down
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Treatin' this whip ignorant
I might crash this foreign
I get (bleu) like Corbin
I get blue like Forbes List
Opp in the air like Jordan
Got water my neck, no shortage
Brand new trap, we ain't leavin' it dormant
We gon' flip these packs like gold fish
Tell him pull up to my show, bitch
Lil nigga I ain't makin' no diss
Diamonds all on my nose, bitch
Summer time but it still get cold bitch
She ain't even mine, she gone now
She ain't trynna hit my phone now
His soul mine, it's gone now
Put that shit in my pocket
Bought a new hoe a lil locket
Talkin' bout she don't like it
Give that shit back, it's mine bitch
Can't keep it if you ain't my bitch
Lil hoe thought she a dime
Bitch wanna know my sign, bitch
Lil hoe you not my slime, bitch
All of my niggas be slidin'
I ain't even on yo time bitch
Please don't waste my time, bitch
She on my balls, she a Maverick
Make him disappear like magic
Don't lemme see no trash bitch
She trynna get on cash shit
Make a f*ck nigga run track, bitch
Trynna get away, get whacked quick
Stay away from my last bitch
That hoe live off taxes
Get a new check I cash it, I need my cash bitch
I'ma complete my chore list
Bad hoe from Lakeshore, yeah
She like to get high, Euphoria
She do drugs like Rue, yeah
Walk around with my tool, yeah
Walk around with my hammer
Play with the gang, might blam ya
I'm just trynna help my fam, yeah
I'm just trynna help my gang out
Make him wanna pick his mans up
Thot made me throw my hands up
Deal with her when I can, yeah
Beatin' that bitch back down, yeah
She ain't comin' back to my town, yeah
Told her when shit get live, yeah
She not comin' back 'round, yeah
Make me pull my hand out, bad bitch, she got her pants down
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
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Make me pull my hand out, bad bitch, she got her pants down
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Treatin' this whip ignorant
I might crash this foreign
I get (bleu) like Corbin
I get blue like Forbes List
Opp in the air like Jordan
Got water my neck, no shortage
Brand new trap, we ain't leavin' it dormant
We gon' flip these packs like gold fish
Tell him pull up to my show, bitch
Lil nigga I ain't makin' no diss
Diamonds all on my nose, bitch
Summer time but it still get cold bitch
She ain't even mine, she gone now
She ain't trynna hit my phone now
His soul mine, it's gone now
Put that shit in my pocket
Bought a new hoe a lil locket
Talkin' bout she don't like it
Give that shit back, it's mine bitch
Can't keep it if you ain't my bitch
Lil hoe thought she a dime
Bitch wanna know my sign, bitch
Lil hoe you not my slime, bitch
All of my niggas be slidin'
I ain't even on yo time bitch
Please don't waste my time, bitch
She on my balls, she a Maverick
Make him disappear like magic
Don't lemme see no trash bitch
She trynna get on cash shit
Make a f*ck nigga run track, bitch
Trynna get away, get whacked quick
Stay away from my last bitch
That hoe live off taxes
Get a new check I cash it, I need my cash bitch
I'ma complete my chore list
Bad hoe from Lakeshore, yeah
She like to get high, Euphoria
She do drugs like Rue, yeah
Walk around with my tool, yeah
Walk around with my hammer
Play with the gang, might blam ya
I'm just trynna help my fam, yeah
I'm just trynna help my gang out
Make him wanna pick his mans up
Thot made me throw my hands up
Deal with her when I can, yeah
Beatin' that bitch back down, yeah
She ain't comin' back to my town, yeah
Told her when shit get live, yeah
She not comin' back 'round, yeah
Make me pull my hand out, bad bitch, she got her pants down
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Treatin' this whip ignorant
I might crash this foreign
I get (bleu) like Corbin
I get blue like Forbes List
Opp in the air like Jordan
Got water my neck, no shortage
Brand new trap, we ain't leavin' it dormant
We gon' flip these packs like gold fish
Tell him pull up to my show, bitch
Lil nigga I ain't makin' no diss
Diamonds all on my nose, bitch
Summer time but it still get cold bitch
She ain't even mine, she gone now
She ain't trynna hit my phone now
His soul mine, it's gone now
Put that shit in my pocket
Bought a new hoe a lil locket
Talkin' bout she don't like it
Give that shit back, it's mine bitch
Can't keep it if you ain't my bitch
Lil hoe thought she a dime
Bitch wanna know my sign, bitch
Lil hoe you not my slime, bitch
All of my niggas be slidin'
I ain't even on yo time bitch
Please don't waste my time, bitch
She on my balls, she a Maverick
Make him disappear like magic
Don't lemme see no trash bitch
She trynna get on cash shit
Make a f*ck nigga run track, bitch
Trynna get away, get whacked quick
Stay away from my last bitch
That hoe live off taxes
Get a new check I cash it, I need my cash bitch
I'ma complete my chore list
Bad hoe from Lakeshore, yeah
She like to get high, Euphoria
She do drugs like Rue, yeah
Walk around with my tool, yeah
Walk around with my hammer
Play with the gang, might blam ya
I'm just trynna help my fam, yeah
I'm just trynna help my gang out
Make him wanna pick his mans up
Thot made me throw my hands up
Deal with her when I can, yeah
Beatin' that bitch back down, yeah
She ain't comin' back to my town, yeah
Told her when shit get live, yeah
She not comin' back 'round, yeah
Make me pull my hand out, bad bitch, she got her pants down
Never pull my hand out, f*ck boy I don't need yo handout
Make that f*ck boy crash out
Soon as I pull my stash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Bad hoe with her ass out
Still won't pull no cash out
Writer: Laveon-D’zha Hunt
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