[whitexchocolate]
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh
Ha, little bitch, ayy you're a little bitch
Ayy, yeah, huh
[whitexchocolate]
Tall little bitch, check it out
If I put it in a little bit I stretch it out, yuh
This time last year I'm stressing out
But I came back strong, I will never let me down
I got shit to do, ayy, and that don't have shit to do with you
Bitch, you can mind your fucking business
If you could do that, that'd be cool, ayy
Really means a lot, I'd appreciate it
Know you like to watch even though you hate it
Even though you're basic
Even though you're wack as fuck, boy
Your momma ain't love you enough, boy
Every time you in the club, man it's just boys
Yeah, those aren't vibes, I'd rather die
Say you know I got hoes baby, I don't have to lie
Feel like I'm back in the trap with this strap on my lap
If ??? the pack, I'm not happy with that
Straight the fuck up, you can't have that shit back
Smoking the choke like a asthma attack
Broke as a joke, I'm not laughing at that
No hope for these hoes, I'm just tapping that ass (Yeah)
[KYLE]
Yeah, hello?
Nah, I'm busy right now
I'm doing this-this song for this guy whitexchocolate
Yeah, he's really cool
I think he's black actually
I don't know
Ayy
[KYLE]
Ayy little bitch, check it out
If you give me top, probably make your mom proud
This year I'm really trying to double down
So I can add another four stories to the house
I got shit to do
And all of that shit is making front page news
You walk into the party, everybody's like "Who?"
I walk into the party, everybody's like "Woo!"
Time to get it crackin', I'm attackin'
I got people asking "Kyle, how you doing?"
Fuckin' awesome, nigga thanks for asking
"I'd really love to but I got a man" That never happens
(Girls ever tell you that?) Never, no
How you feel about niggas hating? Broke
Or people who say you the greatest? ???
Or people who say you won't make it? Jokes
Tell 'em see me when I'm famous, quote
Back in the hizzy
If you look too bad to be here, she with me
Drink til I'm dizzy
Shows in Japan in like four different cities
All on your gram you look super not busy
Back in the V with my nigs white choc
Who brought the six? Tell that bitch kick rocks
Brand Louis Vutton that I just copped
This shit rare like one of them good cops, fuck ops
(Fuck 'em, nigga)
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