Feelin that happy hour
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye aye stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Blacky on that whacky
F*ckin with that Mackie
Feelin all ace
Sugar get a taste
Girl she nice
And she nasty
Keeping it classy
She bein all sassy
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Vibin at the club
Feelin so wasted
Feelin so faded
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Make that booty clap
Baby on lap
F*ckin all night
Shawtys all mine
She's so fine
We ain't gonna flex
F*ckin all my ex
Shawty tryin' to text
Movin to the next
Date a bad bitch
Never a catfish
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Shoutout ops
Feelin f*ckin blessed
Comin from the west
Shawty feel impressed
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to bang
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to hang
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Aye
Again and again head spinning round round
Club playin' that new apps sound
Everybody going down down down to the ground
Down down for a pound she gonna make that sound
Not knowing how many rounds
Don't f*ck with me I'll play your bitch like a melody
She don't know where her priorities be
I don't wanna give that d
We know she want all of me
Talent nothing less
Don't forget the dress
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Hehe
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Hopping on the stick
She can't remember shit
Show me them tricks
End it with the splits
Dick so long don't know where it belongs
In between you by the end of the song
Dick so long it be hitting her brain
Given that bitch a brain sprain
Leaving out the door
Panties on the floor
She want more
Still on all fours
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
I got that bag on me
Imma pay that fee
Sike I spent it all on one flight
Back to the Adelaide sight
Night
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye
Stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Bye Bye Bitch Video (MV)
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Feelin that happy hour
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye aye stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Blacky on that whacky
F*ckin with that Mackie
Feelin all ace
Sugar get a taste
Girl she nice
And she nasty
Keeping it classy
She bein all sassy
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Vibin at the club
Feelin so wasted
Feelin so faded
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Make that booty clap
Baby on lap
F*ckin all night
Shawtys all mine
She's so fine
We ain't gonna flex
F*ckin all my ex
Shawty tryin' to text
Movin to the next
Date a bad bitch
Never a catfish
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Shoutout ops
Feelin f*ckin blessed
Comin from the west
Shawty feel impressed
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to bang
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to hang
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Aye
Again and again head spinning round round
Club playin' that new apps sound
Everybody going down down down to the ground
Down down for a pound she gonna make that sound
Not knowing how many rounds
Don't f*ck with me I'll play your bitch like a melody
She don't know where her priorities be
I don't wanna give that d
We know she want all of me
Talent nothing less
Don't forget the dress
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Hehe
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Hopping on the stick
She can't remember shit
Show me them tricks
End it with the splits
Dick so long don't know where it belongs
In between you by the end of the song
Dick so long it be hitting her brain
Given that bitch a brain sprain
Leaving out the door
Panties on the floor
She want more
Still on all fours
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
I got that bag on me
Imma pay that fee
Sike I spent it all on one flight
Back to the Adelaide sight
Night
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye
Stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye aye stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Blacky on that whacky
F*ckin with that Mackie
Feelin all ace
Sugar get a taste
Girl she nice
And she nasty
Keeping it classy
She bein all sassy
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Vibin at the club
Feelin so wasted
Feelin so faded
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Make that booty clap
Baby on lap
F*ckin all night
Shawtys all mine
She's so fine
We ain't gonna flex
F*ckin all my ex
Shawty tryin' to text
Movin to the next
Date a bad bitch
Never a catfish
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Ass up
Face down
F*ck it up
Aye
Shoutout ops
Feelin f*ckin blessed
Comin from the west
Shawty feel impressed
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to bang
Do my thang
Where my gang
Shawty tryin' to hang
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Aye
Again and again head spinning round round
Club playin' that new apps sound
Everybody going down down down to the ground
Down down for a pound she gonna make that sound
Not knowing how many rounds
Don't f*ck with me I'll play your bitch like a melody
She don't know where her priorities be
I don't wanna give that d
We know she want all of me
Talent nothing less
Don't forget the dress
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Hehe
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Hopping on the stick
She can't remember shit
Show me them tricks
End it with the splits
Dick so long don't know where it belongs
In between you by the end of the song
Dick so long it be hitting her brain
Given that bitch a brain sprain
Leaving out the door
Panties on the floor
She want more
Still on all fours
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics
I got that bag on me
Imma pay that fee
Sike I spent it all on one flight
Back to the Adelaide sight
Night
Shawty bad bitch tryin' to bust it down
She trying to lock it down
Only f*ckin with real a g
Shawty thick with the d
She ain't gonna let my hit
She f*ck with my drip
Aye aye
Shawty goin' loco
Trying to call the popo
That's a 44
With the no no
Chasin payday
With my nigga ray ray
Pulling up in the driveway
Rocking jay jays
Aye
Stop
Panties on the floor can you close the door
Aye
Baby get low I just wanna go
Aye
She my trap queen call her Trapiana
Aye
Feelin that happy hour
Sorry blacky I do it to them you know what I mean
Shit
I was feelin' it baby lets get it
Writer: anon BLACK
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