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I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
)
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
With me, that bitch really want me turned into intimacy
Remember I was 16, fell in love with smokin' weed
Bitch, I'm now 18, I'm the best that I could be
If she gonna leave me next day, I'll be back in field, yeah
Pass me that splif, I'm gon' face it right now
Ain't gonna f*ck that bitch, she chasin' clout
Do not talk to me when you don't know why
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Yeah, Your bitch waiting till the J, gon' drop
556, it gon' make a goofy pop
Nah, nah, nah, bitch, I can't stop
Got your bitch on me, she gon' give me top
Give me top, I got hella hoes, yeah, they keep on pullin' up
Shout out to my brother, yeah, we ain't gonna flop
If you're on the other side, take you of the map
Wait, hold up, I just smoked a blunt
And another gonna roll up, in love with sativa
Shit put me in a slow-mo, sign that NDA
We gon' keep it on the low-low
Sipin on tha juice, Bitch, I'm f*ckin' goat, not a goose
Too many dem hoes, like I'm playin', pick and choose
Lil bitch I'm just starting, you gon' see me on the news
Me and broddie keep on grindin', we ain't gonna lose
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Smokin' like a rockstar, I ain't sayin' basta
Bitch, I'm the trophy, I'm made of alabasta
Flew out to the Italy, yeah, yeah, we in the pasta
Swear to God too easy to go ahead and just passed them
Nah-nah-nah-na-a-a-ah
tcmslime - Sexually Active (feat. tcmjohny) Lyrics
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I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
)
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
With me, that bitch really want me turned into intimacy
Remember I was 16, fell in love with smokin' weed
Bitch, I'm now 18, I'm the best that I could be
If she gonna leave me next day, I'll be back in field, yeah
Pass me that splif, I'm gon' face it right now
Ain't gonna f*ck that bitch, she chasin' clout
Do not talk to me when you don't know why
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Yeah, Your bitch waiting till the J, gon' drop
556, it gon' make a goofy pop
Nah, nah, nah, bitch, I can't stop
Got your bitch on me, she gon' give me top
Give me top, I got hella hoes, yeah, they keep on pullin' up
Shout out to my brother, yeah, we ain't gonna flop
If you're on the other side, take you of the map
Wait, hold up, I just smoked a blunt
And another gonna roll up, in love with sativa
Shit put me in a slow-mo, sign that NDA
We gon' keep it on the low-low
Sipin on tha juice, Bitch, I'm f*ckin' goat, not a goose
Too many dem hoes, like I'm playin', pick and choose
Lil bitch I'm just starting, you gon' see me on the news
Me and broddie keep on grindin', we ain't gonna lose
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Smokin' like a rockstar, I ain't sayin' basta
Bitch, I'm the trophy, I'm made of alabasta
Flew out to the Italy, yeah, yeah, we in the pasta
Swear to God too easy to go ahead and just passed them
Nah-nah-nah-na-a-a-ah
I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
I'll be on my way, you ain't askin' for it
Is he gonna show up
No, he shouldn't, be here
)
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
With me, that bitch really want me turned into intimacy
Remember I was 16, fell in love with smokin' weed
Bitch, I'm now 18, I'm the best that I could be
If she gonna leave me next day, I'll be back in field, yeah
Pass me that splif, I'm gon' face it right now
Ain't gonna f*ck that bitch, she chasin' clout
Do not talk to me when you don't know why
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Yeah, Your bitch waiting till the J, gon' drop
556, it gon' make a goofy pop
Nah, nah, nah, bitch, I can't stop
Got your bitch on me, she gon' give me top
Give me top, I got hella hoes, yeah, they keep on pullin' up
Shout out to my brother, yeah, we ain't gonna flop
If you're on the other side, take you of the map
Wait, hold up, I just smoked a blunt
And another gonna roll up, in love with sativa
Shit put me in a slow-mo, sign that NDA
We gon' keep it on the low-low
Sipin on tha juice, Bitch, I'm f*ckin' goat, not a goose
Too many dem hoes, like I'm playin', pick and choose
Lil bitch I'm just starting, you gon' see me on the news
Me and broddie keep on grindin', we ain't gonna lose
Yeah, I'm way to high, bitch, I'm geekin
Too many bad hoes for one weekend
She gon' throw it up, yeah, I'm cheesin
I don't really care if she cheatin
Tell em I can't stop
Bitch, I came here from the top
I can't make your hoe a bop
Balenci store come shop
Smokin' like a rockstar, I ain't sayin' basta
Bitch, I'm the trophy, I'm made of alabasta
Flew out to the Italy, yeah, yeah, we in the pasta
Swear to God too easy to go ahead and just passed them
Nah-nah-nah-na-a-a-ah
Writer: Jan Musiałowski, Wiktor Sulima
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid