For What Lyrics

I wanna fuck these hoes

Pull up right in the rose

She takes shit through the nose

She leaves so I count my rolls

Meet him out the front

He's stumbling out the door

He ain't ever seen a pole

Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though

Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome

That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome

Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home

You're eyes, disguise, bitch shit on my life

It's time, goodbye, you're not worth the fight

Yeah, that's not right, still in my phone, but you're out tonight

You're out my life, I'm better right now and that's alright

I wanna fuck these hoes

Pull up right in the rose

She takes shit through the nose

She leaves so I count my rolls

Meet him out the front

He's stumbling out the door

He ain't ever seen a pole

Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though

Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome

That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome

Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home

I wanna fuck these hoes

Pull up right in the rose

She takes shit through the nose

She leaves so I count my rolls

Meet him out the front

He's stumbling out the door

He ain't ever seen a pole

Laid his ass on the floor

For what, hold up, you haven't seen this though

Wanna, run up, that's a hole in your dome

That's a hole in your dome, blood leaking from the chrome

Bitch you hear that drone, car too loud on the way home