I f**k your hoe on a Friday night know that I'll have that b**h gone by the weekend

My cellular it stay on DND I don't even like when my phone keep on ringing

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I f**k your hoe on a Friday night know that I'll have that b**h gone by the weekend

My cellular it stay on DND I don't even like when my phone keep on ringing

New b**h she so ultra bad and her p**y water wet yeah I got her leaking

I-95 super fast if I see them blue lights you know I get to speeding

Hundred round drum no it don't need a reload

It's taking me a few months just to come home

LAX b**h and I'm on different time zones

Touchdown Atlanta and then I get back gone

These niggas copy what I used to put on

Sunday it's Alyx and Monday it's Rick Owens

Smell like exotic gas Versace cologne

Groupie hoe get passed she riding my big bro

I got Backwood lil baby let's just roll up

Break up through a text and I told her we over

Vivienne Westwood all over my choker

She claiming we f**d but no I do not know her

I go and paint her face just like the Joker

And after I nut that b**h look mediocre

Shoot his ass close range it's just like a floater

He played with his life now we screaming game over

I get so high til my nose get to bleeding

If I told you what I saw you wouldn't believe it

Used to wish for them racks now I

ain't even dreaming

Flexing with them bands I might post and delete it

Just stare at myself cause a n**a conceited

Y'all cannot blame me cause the kid be the cleanest

I'm in that Raf Simons but it's not in season

I f**d in a bad b**h she licked up my semen

Two seat lotus peanut butter leather

I'm rocking all black I don't care bout the weather

How she suck my d**k before I even met her

According to her y'all not even together

When she get to cheating no that's not my problem

If she with young Starlight you should've known better

Told my momma I'm gon' chase them racks til I die

Hell yeah I'm gon' be rich forever

I f**k your hoe on a Friday night know that I'll have that b**h gone by the weekend

My cellular it stay on DND I don't even like when my phone keep on ringing

New b**h she so ultra bad and her p**y water wet yeah I got her leaking

I-95 super fast if I see them blue lights you know I get to speeding

B**h I'm on top I don't got a big homie

I f**d her raw I don't keep no c**m on me

My shooter he itching he keep a stick on him

So many h**s on me but I'm by my lonely

I pour up two 4's I'm not talking bout' Kobe

If I'm on the east side I kick it with Tony

These horns in my head got me feeling like Loki

My jeans really tight you can tell that I'm boney