Huh, in this bitch with Wes, yeah
J-A-A-H-S-L-T (Brelly on the beat)
Uh
We ain't gotta talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
From the 704, all my niggas real tough
Like uh, what it do?
She blowin' up my phone, like bitch, who is you? Hey
Don't got a bae, damn sure not a boo
But I got a couple hoes I can switch it up to
Hit it from the back, she like, "Damn," go, "Ooh"
But I had to get a B 'cause these niggas couldn't pull
Like uh, what the fuck?
Goddamn, Jaah, you don't even give a fuck
I ain't never pressed, no, a nigga never stressed
Yeah, she got a couple bodies, but she say that I'm the best, hey
One hit, No Jumper, gotta walk with a vest
'Cause niggas really hatin', sayin' they know what's next
Went to the crib, smoked it up with Rico
Pack from the eses, free El Chapo
Damn, huh, huh, huh
Bitch ass boy, you a fan, damn
Fuck a hook, tax you for a gram, damn
Pussy nigga, do you know who I am? Hey (Brelly on the beat)
We ain't gotta talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
From the 704, all my niggas real tough
Like uh, what it do?
She blowin' up my phone, like bitch, who is you? Hey
We ain't gotta talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
From the 704, all my niggas real tough
Like uh, what it do?
She blowin' up my phone, like bitch, who is you? Hey
Back in this bitch part two
And my ex said she loved me and I said, "Who is you?" Ooh
Damn, huh, what you sayin'?
Blonde hair on me like a nigga Super Saiyan, hey
Ten, eleven, thirteen
I don't fuck with twelve and they don't fuck with me
Bitch head game Teanna, no Trump
Suck dick for a gram, said my gas make her slump
We ain't gotta talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
From the 704, all my niggas real tough
Like uh, what it do?
She blowin' up my phone, like bitch, who is you? Hey
We ain't gotta talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
From the 704, all my niggas real tough
Like uh, what it do?
She blowin' up my phone, like bitch, who is you? Hey
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