Bitch, I'm back, I could never miss a beat (Yeah)
I would never miss a nigga (Yeah), I cut off, he missin' me (Yeah, uh-huh)
Like, bitch, are you kiddin' me? (Huh?)
I'm a player, this is me (The fuck?)
We not lockin' lips but he still kissin' ass and kissin' feet
Yeah
Big L-E-O (Uh-huh)
I gave you hoes nine months to be exact (On God)
Ayy, I heard the shit you hoes was puttin' out (Pussy bitch)
And long story short, the shit was whack (Ew)
Let me know how much that dick cost
Fuck it, I could pay for it (Uh-huh)
But I'm not Tems and he not Future, I can't wait for it (No)
On God, bet he know this shit get wetter than the rainforest (Yeah)
Still ballin' harder than them niggas up at Wake Forest (Yeah, yeah, on God)
I'm on my opps Instagram, bitches still broke (Bitch)
Still sellin' pussy (Pussy), still ugly, still a damn joke (Yeah)
Still wishin' they could take my spot but they can still choke
Still give a broke nigga the boot like a steel toe (Dummy)
I took a lot of hoes niggas know my time comin' (Uh-huh)
So if a ho can take my nigga, I wouldn't be upset (Slick)
I could never give up pussy on the first link
That nigga gotta grow on me like a Chia Pet (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Ayy, I got a whole lot of money, that's what BIA said (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
I think bitches super fuckin' weak, they can't be a threat (Bitch)
Pull up in some shit you never seen, it might be a jet (Ho)
When I come around, he pull his stick out like he Ja Morant
Textin' hoes in vanish mode but I'm the type to take it there
Ayy, bitch, I'ma fuck Obama, I'm not playin' (Uh-huh)
You don't know me, I might kill that bitch and leave her layin' there (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm the shit and I think it's startin' to stank in here
Excuse me
Say you gon' slap me whenever you see me, you better just shoot me (Pussy)
Ayy, 'cause when I'm on the scene I'ma shoot the whole shit up, Spike Lee style, it's a movie (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm gettin' groovy
Rainin' on a weak parade bitch (Yeah, uh-huh) so it's gloomy
Shittin' on these bitches every day, absolutely
Gettin' head like a beret that nigga sucked me like a smoothie
If you was tryna keep your nigga, why the fuck you introduced me? (Bitch)
Yeah, I'm that bitch, it's my bloodline
Ayy, I bring the cannon for a bitch but this not Drumline (Dummy)
Ayy, he wake me up with Sunny D, he my sunshine
He lovin' how a bitch rhyme, he lovin' all my punchlines (Uh-huh)
He tryna tie the loose ends, he can't stop the rain
Make a nigga feel it in his chest, he can't stop the pain (Uh-huh)
Super fly, clean than a bitch, you can't spot a stain (At all)
A nigga never gave me shit, not a thang (Dummy)
Bitch, I'm back, I could never miss a beat (Yeah)
I would never miss a nigga (Yeah), I cut off, he missin' me (Yeah, uh-huh)
Like, bitch, are you kiddin' me? (Huh?)
I'm a player, this is me (The fuck?)
We not lockin' lips but he still kissin' ass and kissin' feet (On God)
I love my nigga and I think he love me
I love my nigga and I think he love me
I love the head and I think it's lovely
Ayy, and he a slut so he could never judge me
It's Leo
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