What sorry sorry i can't be your man
No she's just a fan
Yeah she was like damn damn
This I go home oh start using
My head why wait no they're fresh
What's up with that I'm also peel their head
Head got d**k I can land land
Go for sand which friend
Would you recommend all of them bad
I'd be a better trend
Let's not pretend we all tryna get later
Yeah I mean I've done it oh i've done it
But I can't f**k a fan again
Pushing that again
That's when i f**ked that
I was so drunk like i said that
I felt like a mannequin
And i don't need that knees
What b s kinda feedback
Looking man i can't be there
What's up with your niggas
Show me the ladies ladies
Seen a work in a cheater cheater but a check
She don't rap with the adidas
Sh*t just can't need it some eaters
Oh valet all day no time for the meters
I like the f**king the whip
I don't mess with two sealers
Yeah need me some leg room leg room
Hope I get handsome
Down bad downtown tryna get p**n
Let me see some sh*t
What's in your butt but I'm on a lunch break
How much a**e can this thug take
I ain't come quick you just come late
Sorry sorry i can't be your man
She's just a fan
She was like damn
This i go home start using my head
Why we don't do your friends
Whoa what's up with that real
I'm on some she doesn't hate hate
Got d**k i can land land
Go for sand sand which friend
With you i can make all of
Them bad all of them bad
Like being bad as a trend
Let's not pretend
We all tryna get lit in the air
I can be friends with a fan yeah
Break bread make it ends with a fan
Hop in the benz with a fan yeah
But that's where it ends was a fan
Damn this d**k is for h**s hoes
And she think that she getting chose chose
No mercy go take off your clothes clothes
Six nine got my nuts on your nose yeah
Hey I keep a thot near
B**h p*ssy be top tier
Oh god she got a hot rear aye
The thoughts of my cop fear aye
She been killing it
I'm in the living i'm chilling it
Made your whole n**a got me spilling it
She tryna for that it's my bill
Money f**k if she a hoe we gonna find out
And that booty on time out
Some of them chicks i've been lying out
P*ssy like honey i'm crying out
What the f**k that i eat her box
Been taking round me
Girl you thirty three taking dirty ski
I'm a freak but now you're hydrant weak
Sorry sorry can't be her man
No she's just a fan yeah
She was like damn damn this i go
Home start using my head
Why wait those are your friends
What's up with that
I'm on some kilos in hand
Hand got d**k i can land land
Go for sand sand
Which friend with you i can make man
All of them bad
I'm being bad as a trend
Let's not pretend
We all tryna get lit in the air
Don't don't don't don't don't
