Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
Yah, Yah, I think we breakin' it up
All the money, we rakin' it up
All the shit that you said it's enough
And for you me you could never enough
Life hard, what it is shit tough
God want me headed for bucks
The lord told me give no f*cks
Told my Momma, we did that shit up
She told me, "lil' baby it's up"
Hit that bih one time, now she in love
Like gimme that head, like bitch you can't even get f*cked
That boy got a god complex, I swear to god you know you need to drop that
You run up on me pussy, then you know you 'gon get dropped fast
Calle Ocho bitch, you know that's where I really died at
And these pussies know I'm really STAH
I f*ck 'round and hop out that car
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
I don't f*ck with fakers, I just told that shit to Tabor
I don't wanna date her, Imma think about it later
I'm a wake and bake-r, I'm about to meet my maker
And I can't save her, I'm not a caped crusader
But I'll annihilate her, I'll do it now or later
They treat me like a stranger, I watched that nigga change her
I miss my friends I watched them change up for some paper
This bitch she
I love my haters
.556 give him a taper
She f*ck with me because I dress like I'm a skater
She my bitch, Imma name her
Smokin' dope f*ck the neighbors
F*ck that bitch, you're a masturbator
On my grind like I skate for bakers
All my niggas cater
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
sluts talk about heaven - -N -RR-Y (feat. 7ighe) Lyrics
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Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
Yah, Yah, I think we breakin' it up
All the money, we rakin' it up
All the shit that you said it's enough
And for you me you could never enough
Life hard, what it is shit tough
God want me headed for bucks
The lord told me give no f*cks
Told my Momma, we did that shit up
She told me, "lil' baby it's up"
Hit that bih one time, now she in love
Like gimme that head, like bitch you can't even get f*cked
That boy got a god complex, I swear to god you know you need to drop that
You run up on me pussy, then you know you 'gon get dropped fast
Calle Ocho bitch, you know that's where I really died at
And these pussies know I'm really STAH
I f*ck 'round and hop out that car
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
I don't f*ck with fakers, I just told that shit to Tabor
I don't wanna date her, Imma think about it later
I'm a wake and bake-r, I'm about to meet my maker
And I can't save her, I'm not a caped crusader
But I'll annihilate her, I'll do it now or later
They treat me like a stranger, I watched that nigga change her
I miss my friends I watched them change up for some paper
This bitch she
I love my haters
.556 give him a taper
She f*ck with me because I dress like I'm a skater
She my bitch, Imma name her
Smokin' dope f*ck the neighbors
F*ck that bitch, you're a masturbator
On my grind like I skate for bakers
All my niggas cater
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
Yah, Yah, I think we breakin' it up
All the money, we rakin' it up
All the shit that you said it's enough
And for you me you could never enough
Life hard, what it is shit tough
God want me headed for bucks
The lord told me give no f*cks
Told my Momma, we did that shit up
She told me, "lil' baby it's up"
Hit that bih one time, now she in love
Like gimme that head, like bitch you can't even get f*cked
That boy got a god complex, I swear to god you know you need to drop that
You run up on me pussy, then you know you 'gon get dropped fast
Calle Ocho bitch, you know that's where I really died at
And these pussies know I'm really STAH
I f*ck 'round and hop out that car
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
I don't f*ck with fakers, I just told that shit to Tabor
I don't wanna date her, Imma think about it later
I'm a wake and bake-r, I'm about to meet my maker
And I can't save her, I'm not a caped crusader
But I'll annihilate her, I'll do it now or later
They treat me like a stranger, I watched that nigga change her
I miss my friends I watched them change up for some paper
This bitch she
I love my haters
.556 give him a taper
She f*ck with me because I dress like I'm a skater
She my bitch, Imma name her
Smokin' dope f*ck the neighbors
F*ck that bitch, you're a masturbator
On my grind like I skate for bakers
All my niggas cater
Spendin' a day, pop that pussy
I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna look
I'm knowin' you're the way uhh
Don't concave on us
I want an array of your love
Told her please have patience
Oh you tryna get laid up?
Statement great with the bucks
I can't fake it enough
I keep breakin' it up
I think we breakin' it up
I think you mistake me for sum
What? I'm standin' on us
Imma grab out the bag, open the Dutch
The cops in the back hopin' I flush
Just know we stackin' up crumbs
Writer: Kim Richards, Tighe Yursha, Tabor Plunkett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: sluts talk about heaven
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Kim Richards, Tighe Yursha, Tabor Plunkett