sex addict ft. sportjayy Lyrics

My bitch she down in Miami, called a new bitch and we fucked in the telly

I beat it up, told her take off her jammies

I'm high off the drank, no they can't understand me

My nigga pass me the cup, know I feel like Obama

Know I be rocking that Prada, keep the hundreds on me, and they green like iguana

Niggas smoking on gas, yea that ganja

She wan fuck but I really don't wanna

In my dm's, ass fat, like Latto

I got a nasty girl, yea she a freak, like damn she suck it on camera

And I got another hoe, she like to argue, like damn I really can't stand her

And I want to know what she talking about, like why the fuck is yelling for

"Like why you talk to that other bitch"

Like damn I really didn't know it would hurt you

My nigga young and he sipping on purple

And my nigga young but he don't got a curfew

I know I'm a killer, but I ain't gon hurt you

I'm in this bitch and you know I'm alone

Smoking on opp shit pack too strong

That hoe caught feelings and now I'm gone all bad hoes wanna be known

She off of Bacardi, ain't got respect for her body

White hoes tryna make me do molly, I got an indian bitch she like Bollywood

Hell of a time at the party, uh, I might go shoot up the party

I got a bad hoe tryna get naughty, just one of my hoes

I don't fuck with you shawty, "did you pop a perk?" oh yea what about it?

I got a bitch tryna touch on my body I'll fuck yo bitch while she wearing her bonnet

Life of the city oh yeah I'm iconic, that's just my friend bitch the feelings platonic

I fuck with the pretty girls, ain't got no time for no city girls

If she want to fuck tell her get in here, I don't got time for you anywhere

I broke her heart and I didn't care, (I broke her heart and I didn't care)

If he wanted smoke we can take it there, (If he wanted smoke we can, yeah)

My bitch she down in Miami, called a new bitch and we fucked in the telly

I beat it up, told her take off her jammies

I'm high off the drank, no they can't understand me

My nigga pass me the cup, know I feel like Obama

Know I be rocking that Prada, keep the hundreds on me, and they green like iguana

Niggas smoking on gas, yea that ganja

She wan fuck but I really don't wanna

In my dm's, ass fat, like Latto

I got a nasty girl, yea she a freak, like damn she suck it on camera

And I got another hoe, she like to argue, like damn I really can't stand her

And I want to know what she talking about, like why the fuck is yelling for

"Like why you talk to that other bitch"

Like damn I really didn't know it would hurt you

My nigga young and he sipping on purple

And my nigga young but he don't got a curfew

I know I'm a killer, but I ain't gon hurt you