Don't f*ck with no hoe they ain't love me right
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
In case that stupid ass hoe don't feel the same
Carried his song he was mid okay
Bro like hoes yellow like lemonade
Can't f*ck with no asian hoe they look the same
Juice Wrld lied to us no hoes the same
One gone want you for money and one for the fame
One gon bring you pain
F*ck you up forever yeah you ain't gon feel the same no
Don't f*ck with no hoe they ain't love me right
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
(Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz)
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
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Don't f*ck with no hoe they ain't love me right
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
In case that stupid ass hoe don't feel the same
Carried his song he was mid okay
Bro like hoes yellow like lemonade
Can't f*ck with no asian hoe they look the same
Juice Wrld lied to us no hoes the same
One gone want you for money and one for the fame
One gon bring you pain
F*ck you up forever yeah you ain't gon feel the same no
Don't f*ck with no hoe they ain't love me right
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
(Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz)
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
In case that stupid ass hoe don't feel the same
Carried his song he was mid okay
Bro like hoes yellow like lemonade
Can't f*ck with no asian hoe they look the same
Juice Wrld lied to us no hoes the same
One gone want you for money and one for the fame
One gon bring you pain
F*ck you up forever yeah you ain't gon feel the same no
Don't f*ck with no hoe they ain't love me right
F*ck with the drugs they keep me up all night
Keep my feelings away out of my sight
She ask me if I love her you ain't my type
(Get out my life out my bands out my bucks uh
You stay stupid uhhh don't give no f*cks
They say D hows your mental I cant say much
OG in this bitch i been smoking on runtz)
My gun came clutch
They be like f*ck D he a bitch that boy ain't gon pop on us
Pop on us
Her fluids on the floor yeah I gotta mop it up
White boy from the burbs now I'm popping up
Writer: Dalton Canders
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