Told that bitch I'm on a roll like paper towels
Bitch my pockets heavy, weighted blankets now
Told my baby do not buy that P if you can't break it down
That means know what come with it
These bitches is trackstars
They taking shìt and running with it
These bitches is slow
I'm going dumb with it
Bitch I am the goat
Get out yo feelings
It's not my fault
That God made me the realest
It's not my fault it came to me
It's written
It's not my fault that you gotta go get it
It is my fault this acid got me trippin
It is my fault my fault my baby got me dripping
He say that my pussy is terrific
As far as phonies I just use my intuition
And I love it when my fingers get to itching
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
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English
Told that bitch I'm on a roll like paper towels
Bitch my pockets heavy, weighted blankets now
Told my baby do not buy that P if you can't break it down
That means know what come with it
These bitches is trackstars
They taking shìt and running with it
These bitches is slow
I'm going dumb with it
Bitch I am the goat
Get out yo feelings
It's not my fault
That God made me the realest
It's not my fault it came to me
It's written
It's not my fault that you gotta go get it
It is my fault this acid got me trippin
It is my fault my fault my baby got me dripping
He say that my pussy is terrific
As far as phonies I just use my intuition
And I love it when my fingers get to itching
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
Bitch my pockets heavy, weighted blankets now
Told my baby do not buy that P if you can't break it down
That means know what come with it
These bitches is trackstars
They taking shìt and running with it
These bitches is slow
I'm going dumb with it
Bitch I am the goat
Get out yo feelings
It's not my fault
That God made me the realest
It's not my fault it came to me
It's written
It's not my fault that you gotta go get it
It is my fault this acid got me trippin
It is my fault my fault my baby got me dripping
He say that my pussy is terrific
As far as phonies I just use my intuition
And I love it when my fingers get to itching
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
You are gonna viciously regret
Ever talking out yo f*cking neck
The funny thing about respect
You gotta give that shit to get it
You gotta give that shit to get it
Yeah yeah yeah
Writer: Malika Sylla
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid