ASAP TO YOUR RIRI Lyrics

I didn't wanna go but I'm gone

Fuck! What a long year it was

Bitches on my dick and my tongue

Spent a couple dollars on the telly

Prepaid plan on my celly

I can't hold you I'm independent

And I don't kiss ass, no question

And I don't wanna feature on your next one

Every girl I meet a model or an actress

I mean go and get your paper girl cause you gon' need a bedframe for that mattress

Love the way your ass look in that fabric

Let me hit it one more time girl you know I do that damage

I'ma kill it

I'm not a killer but don't push me

I'm the only one that keep it gushy

Papers or the Honeyberry Woods

Either way I'm coming for that pussy

Let me be the ASAP to your RiRi

Boutta dye my hair the color kiwi

My homie said you do them boys greezy

But I don't give a fuck I'm tryna see

Let me be the ASAP to your RiRi

Boutta dye my hair the color kiwi

My homie said you do them boys greezy

But I don't give a fuck you dont believe me

I didn't wanna go but I'm gone

Fuck! What a long year it was

Bitches on my dick and my tongue

Hoes stay mad but for what?

I didn't wanna go but I'm gone

Fuck! What a long year it was

Bitches on my dick and my tongue

Hoes stay mad but for what?

My merit put people in places, never got a thank you

I play my roll, on a role, had to wrap up my ankle

Step so hard on their necks, my necklace my guardian angel

I've been too loose using brother, but now I see your angle

They wonder why I dont drop more, man y'all should just be thankful

Cause if Bert get too active then why they on the stage for?

They want a verse on their single then I'ma make 'em pay for it

Their lil showcase just a talent show, I ain't in grade school

I'm a grown ass man

Hurry up and catch me on your kodak

Either die a hero or live long enough to become a Kodak

Me? I fuck with Kodak

Hip-hop got too soft, selling it to Britney and Lindsay, man why they on that?

That's just me venting

I like her covered in Fenty

Draws with the makeup she be like babe who you texting?

Girl let me get my phone back

Some might say I might've fell off, well watch me get my flow back

Throw that ass, I stroke back

Boom, bow, toe tag

Ain't horsin' around, Bojack

She hit me 'round 3 in the morning

And i wrote back, then I drove back

Then I hit it out the park, like

Let me be the ASAP to your RiRi

Boutta dye my hair the color kiwi

My homie said you do them boys greezy

But I don't give a fuck I'm tryna see

Let me be the ASAP to your RiRi

Boutta dye my hair the color kiwi

My homie said you do them boys greezy

But I don't give a fuck you dont believe me