I had love for love, lil alexis , but that bitch played me
Fat as hell, but you a punk, you just a big baby
G-O-A-T, bitch, I'm the GOAT like I'm NA
T-E-E, bitch, I'm the WORST like I'm veeze, baby
Risk taker, if I see a risk, I take it, I ain't waitin
Came over in the lanvin, if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm skatin
It's a routine, like I wake up early, then I get to bakin
I'm finna dunk her if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm fadin
It's money all around you, just a broke nigga hatin
Lame niggas claimin' that it's beef, off some fake pages
I was broke as hell, wearin' real Jordans with some fake laces
Always got my head up, bitch, don't try to set me, baby
Told her buss it open, off the wake up, I ain't cakin
All these fake niggas wearin' fake shoes and fake gang bangin
You's a lame nigga, if we bet I don't pay you
Young niggas all chasin', money we all sack chasin
It's summertime, I'm in the BnB wit uno baby
7stacks , and skeezy them my brothers, man, no fakin
I got tas and chubbs inna stu while I'm bakin
Swear to God that I'm only f*ckin', we ain't datin
I had to leave that bitch again, she back on bullshit
You get traded, showin' out for the hoes, that's Jordan Poole shit
My brother Key pulled up in Striker got a full clip
Boy, f*ck that lil' pole, you ain't gon' pull shit
I love my hoes, but I swear I hate my lil' bitch
No, that's cap, man, I swear to God, I love my lil' shit
Niggas screamin' BTA, but never spankin' shit
You worried about me, but yo bitch on my dick, nigga
In the crib cryin', got his head f*cked up
This corn nigga just dropped his jack, I think I lucked up
Bitch, stop cryin', matter of fact, come here and suck it up
Its poodle's all in and out yo camp, but you the biggest pup
This goose hat got a big O like a oreagon, duck
I got an uncle, made a hundred thousand off them semi-trucks
I'm quick as hell to leave that lil' bitch, I never gave no f*cks
Nigga, yeah, f*ck that bitch, uh-huh
Matter of fact, call the hoes to stu right na gang
This bitch got me f*cked up, uh-huh, f*ck that shit
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I had love for love, lil alexis , but that bitch played me
Fat as hell, but you a punk, you just a big baby
G-O-A-T, bitch, I'm the GOAT like I'm NA
T-E-E, bitch, I'm the WORST like I'm veeze, baby
Risk taker, if I see a risk, I take it, I ain't waitin
Came over in the lanvin, if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm skatin
It's a routine, like I wake up early, then I get to bakin
I'm finna dunk her if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm fadin
It's money all around you, just a broke nigga hatin
Lame niggas claimin' that it's beef, off some fake pages
I was broke as hell, wearin' real Jordans with some fake laces
Always got my head up, bitch, don't try to set me, baby
Told her buss it open, off the wake up, I ain't cakin
All these fake niggas wearin' fake shoes and fake gang bangin
You's a lame nigga, if we bet I don't pay you
Young niggas all chasin', money we all sack chasin
It's summertime, I'm in the BnB wit uno baby
7stacks , and skeezy them my brothers, man, no fakin
I got tas and chubbs inna stu while I'm bakin
Swear to God that I'm only f*ckin', we ain't datin
I had to leave that bitch again, she back on bullshit
You get traded, showin' out for the hoes, that's Jordan Poole shit
My brother Key pulled up in Striker got a full clip
Boy, f*ck that lil' pole, you ain't gon' pull shit
I love my hoes, but I swear I hate my lil' bitch
No, that's cap, man, I swear to God, I love my lil' shit
Niggas screamin' BTA, but never spankin' shit
You worried about me, but yo bitch on my dick, nigga
In the crib cryin', got his head f*cked up
This corn nigga just dropped his jack, I think I lucked up
Bitch, stop cryin', matter of fact, come here and suck it up
Its poodle's all in and out yo camp, but you the biggest pup
This goose hat got a big O like a oreagon, duck
I got an uncle, made a hundred thousand off them semi-trucks
I'm quick as hell to leave that lil' bitch, I never gave no f*cks
Nigga, yeah, f*ck that bitch, uh-huh
Matter of fact, call the hoes to stu right na gang
This bitch got me f*cked up, uh-huh, f*ck that shit
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Fat as hell, but you a punk, you just a big baby
G-O-A-T, bitch, I'm the GOAT like I'm NA
T-E-E, bitch, I'm the WORST like I'm veeze, baby
Risk taker, if I see a risk, I take it, I ain't waitin
Came over in the lanvin, if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm skatin
It's a routine, like I wake up early, then I get to bakin
I'm finna dunk her if she ain't f*ckin', then I'm fadin
It's money all around you, just a broke nigga hatin
Lame niggas claimin' that it's beef, off some fake pages
I was broke as hell, wearin' real Jordans with some fake laces
Always got my head up, bitch, don't try to set me, baby
Told her buss it open, off the wake up, I ain't cakin
All these fake niggas wearin' fake shoes and fake gang bangin
You's a lame nigga, if we bet I don't pay you
Young niggas all chasin', money we all sack chasin
It's summertime, I'm in the BnB wit uno baby
7stacks , and skeezy them my brothers, man, no fakin
I got tas and chubbs inna stu while I'm bakin
Swear to God that I'm only f*ckin', we ain't datin
I had to leave that bitch again, she back on bullshit
You get traded, showin' out for the hoes, that's Jordan Poole shit
My brother Key pulled up in Striker got a full clip
Boy, f*ck that lil' pole, you ain't gon' pull shit
I love my hoes, but I swear I hate my lil' bitch
No, that's cap, man, I swear to God, I love my lil' shit
Niggas screamin' BTA, but never spankin' shit
You worried about me, but yo bitch on my dick, nigga
In the crib cryin', got his head f*cked up
This corn nigga just dropped his jack, I think I lucked up
Bitch, stop cryin', matter of fact, come here and suck it up
Its poodle's all in and out yo camp, but you the biggest pup
This goose hat got a big O like a oreagon, duck
I got an uncle, made a hundred thousand off them semi-trucks
I'm quick as hell to leave that lil' bitch, I never gave no f*cks
Nigga, yeah, f*ck that bitch, uh-huh
Matter of fact, call the hoes to stu right na gang
This bitch got me f*cked up, uh-huh, f*ck that shit
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Writer: Terry Haynes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid