mask off Lyrics

Yeah my bitch wanna fuck with my mask on

My niggas finna hit a lick no we ain't taking that mask off

And I ain't ever in my feelings nigga I can't write no sad song

She know I'm rich what the fuck I'm cry about grew up with my dad gone

Fuck that hoe she get passed on

Nigga I'm pulling her tracks off

Walk in the club with all black on

Leb send a beat I'm rap on it

I'm calling that bitch off a trap phone my uncle in jail with a trackphone

I got this shit out the mud nigga everywhere I go I got racks on me

I was fucked up I was so down bad I ain't have no help

Now that I'm up yeah that bitch want to be my friend I told that hoe to go to Hell

If you wasn't with me when I was sleeping on the floor don't ask me to pay your bail

It's starting to feel like it's fuck everybody nigga yeah I did this shit by myself

I put that bitch in a poochie gown

She finna give up that coochie now

I told your bitch take her boobies out

We finna make us a movie now

I fucked that bitch on my momma couch

We turned that bitch to a party house

All these white hoes it's a Barbie house

I'm in the back and I'm rolling loud

Hop in the s550 switch out the whip and hop in a Hatchback

I can hit any bitch I want

You know I'm finna go tap that

I'm so Atlanta nigga you know I'm finna cash out on a Scat Pack

I hit that bitch off of Instagram she know I don't even got no Snapchat

You know I'm fucking your bitch I'm finna take her down pull her extensions

You know we came from the bottom you know we got this shit up out the trenches

Ever since I started rapping nigga you know my life got expensive

I got a freaky lil bitch yeah I'm finna take her to Spencer's

I did a show in your city I got your bitch trying to fuck for a ticket

You know I'm cool on that bitch nigga you know I don't even wanna kick it

She want me put it inside her I told her lil baby you got to lick it

I pop me a Cosmo and Wanda nigga

But I'm seeing Morty and Ricky

Yeah my bitch wanna fuck with my mask on

My niggas finna hit a lick no we ain't taking that mask off

And I ain't ever in my feelings nigga I can't write no sad song

She know I'm rich what the fuck I'm cry about grew up nigga my dad gone

Fuck that hoe she get passed on

Nigga I'm pulling her tracks off

Walk in the club with all black on

Leb send a beat I'm rap on it

I'm calling that bitch off a trap phone my uncle in jail with a trackphone

I got this shit out the mud nigga everywhere I go I got racks on me