Said you don't want smoke with me, these lil bitches know I'm the goat. I got the game in a motherf*ckin' choke Feelin' like Kodak let me drive the boat
Wrappin' it up like a motherf*ckin' rope Fake friends slimey like motherf*ckin
Soap I come from Houston, they could never hold me
Better pay me, my dues this for whoever owe me
Say that you with it, well, you better show me
Call me a ho, I don't think that you know me
Oh, you cool with me? Now you is never my homie
Big bitch nipples look like pepperoni Talk me with crazy, but don't wanna throw down
Bad bitch, she dance, should call this a ho down
I put her to sleep, make her put on a nightgown
Don't eat McDonald's, bitch, you better pipe down
Nah, bitch, I ain't takin' no damn Five-star sushi restaurant, man
You can get some Olive Garden if you lucky Bitch, think she with it, but she really musty
I'm way too bougie, you better not touch me
Come from the bayou, it's really muddy No, you not my partner, you just my lil' buddy
Back in the hood, let me hit up my cuddy Oh, wait, we all made it out here, yeah, we good
R.I.P. D and go free my lil' brother If you try me again, man, I wish that you would
Not with you anyway, I don't need y'all Down on my ass, I had no one to call
Now I'm your dog, cuz I'm makin' that profit I'm takin' it off like a motherf*ckin' rocket
You not no killer, boy, you better stop it I'm not a killer, I just kill the cheese
Bitch, steady callin' my line like I might as well Link up and show her the birds and the bees
Y'all blowin' my shit, I be feelin' the breeze I got them down on them motherf*ckin' knees
While they be rollin' the motherf*ckin' trees
I been steady grindin' so hard, ooh-wee Bitch, you been talkin' my name all week
It's gettin' in my head, man, I can't even think
You know that I ain't been sippin' that drink
Cause, bitch, I ain't stupid, you can't even blink
You know I'm king of the hill So think about it, they be callin' me, Hank
Bitch, really, bitch, really gone off the pill
So high off that ass, man, I can't even think
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Said you don't want smoke with me, these lil bitches know I'm the goat. I got the game in a motherf*ckin' choke Feelin' like Kodak let me drive the boat
Wrappin' it up like a motherf*ckin' rope Fake friends slimey like motherf*ckin
Soap I come from Houston, they could never hold me
Better pay me, my dues this for whoever owe me
Say that you with it, well, you better show me
Call me a ho, I don't think that you know me
Oh, you cool with me? Now you is never my homie
Big bitch nipples look like pepperoni Talk me with crazy, but don't wanna throw down
Bad bitch, she dance, should call this a ho down
I put her to sleep, make her put on a nightgown
Don't eat McDonald's, bitch, you better pipe down
Nah, bitch, I ain't takin' no damn Five-star sushi restaurant, man
You can get some Olive Garden if you lucky Bitch, think she with it, but she really musty
I'm way too bougie, you better not touch me
Come from the bayou, it's really muddy No, you not my partner, you just my lil' buddy
Back in the hood, let me hit up my cuddy Oh, wait, we all made it out here, yeah, we good
R.I.P. D and go free my lil' brother If you try me again, man, I wish that you would
Not with you anyway, I don't need y'all Down on my ass, I had no one to call
Now I'm your dog, cuz I'm makin' that profit I'm takin' it off like a motherf*ckin' rocket
You not no killer, boy, you better stop it I'm not a killer, I just kill the cheese
Bitch, steady callin' my line like I might as well Link up and show her the birds and the bees
Y'all blowin' my shit, I be feelin' the breeze I got them down on them motherf*ckin' knees
While they be rollin' the motherf*ckin' trees
I been steady grindin' so hard, ooh-wee Bitch, you been talkin' my name all week
It's gettin' in my head, man, I can't even think
You know that I ain't been sippin' that drink
Cause, bitch, I ain't stupid, you can't even blink
You know I'm king of the hill So think about it, they be callin' me, Hank
Bitch, really, bitch, really gone off the pill
So high off that ass, man, I can't even think
Wrappin' it up like a motherf*ckin' rope Fake friends slimey like motherf*ckin
Soap I come from Houston, they could never hold me
Better pay me, my dues this for whoever owe me
Say that you with it, well, you better show me
Call me a ho, I don't think that you know me
Oh, you cool with me? Now you is never my homie
Big bitch nipples look like pepperoni Talk me with crazy, but don't wanna throw down
Bad bitch, she dance, should call this a ho down
I put her to sleep, make her put on a nightgown
Don't eat McDonald's, bitch, you better pipe down
Nah, bitch, I ain't takin' no damn Five-star sushi restaurant, man
You can get some Olive Garden if you lucky Bitch, think she with it, but she really musty
I'm way too bougie, you better not touch me
Come from the bayou, it's really muddy No, you not my partner, you just my lil' buddy
Back in the hood, let me hit up my cuddy Oh, wait, we all made it out here, yeah, we good
R.I.P. D and go free my lil' brother If you try me again, man, I wish that you would
Not with you anyway, I don't need y'all Down on my ass, I had no one to call
Now I'm your dog, cuz I'm makin' that profit I'm takin' it off like a motherf*ckin' rocket
You not no killer, boy, you better stop it I'm not a killer, I just kill the cheese
Bitch, steady callin' my line like I might as well Link up and show her the birds and the bees
Y'all blowin' my shit, I be feelin' the breeze I got them down on them motherf*ckin' knees
While they be rollin' the motherf*ckin' trees
I been steady grindin' so hard, ooh-wee Bitch, you been talkin' my name all week
It's gettin' in my head, man, I can't even think
You know that I ain't been sippin' that drink
Cause, bitch, I ain't stupid, you can't even blink
You know I'm king of the hill So think about it, they be callin' me, Hank
Bitch, really, bitch, really gone off the pill
So high off that ass, man, I can't even think
Writer: Maddox VanDyken
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