| Bad yellow bitch throw it back, get to stroking Crying blood tears as she standing in the ocean Surfing on the clouds, off the drink, got me floating Bitches on my dick 'cause I ball like DeRozan Bag full of gas like a bouquet of roses Tabs on my tongue, bitch, I'm juiced up, high voltage Fuck on that ho, when she gone, no, I won't miss Ice on my wrist and it shine like a glow stick Dead presidents, and the hoes that I ghosted Spirits float around in my room, I feel haunted See it in your eyes, baby girl, I know you want it If it's about the racks, hell yeah, bitch, I'm on it Wanna be a star? Baby, lights, camera, action Hit it from the back, stretch her out like elastic I be rocking out, finna fuck on a bad bitch Hi-C, I can't fuck if that ho not the baddest This shit off the top, no, I don't need to practice That bitch like a blunt, hit her once then I pass it In a Hellcat, yeah, that bitch go the fastest Married to the racks, it's a Fatal Attraction She say I'm a dog, but all dogs go to heaven Bad yellow bitch, yeah, she pretty but she devilish Hoes in my DMs, she get can't help but get jealous Hit 'em with the chop, make him dance just like Elvis Blowing up my phone, no, I didn't get your message Hit it from the back, took her soul, leave her breathless |
