Saffron Lyrics

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(Young)

Okay slow it down, imma teach you all the moves

They want a nigga, but these bitches don't know how to groove

Sour lame niggas out here, they don't know how to loose

I'll make a nigga decisions that don't know how to choose

I'm Mr. Pickyboutta Bitch, these hoes I'm tryna loose

You can't fuck round wit no niggas , teach a hoe the rules

She always laughing with these niggas, gotta keep it cool

But real shit, my mind thinking bout killing dudes

I'll do it over you

I'll do it over her

I'll split a nigga wig

So that she'll know her worth

These bitches need a bib

They drooling round they man

I'll snatch yo bitch

Ask her for a dance

I don't want her tho

You can keep the hoe(You can keep the bitch)

I just made a band, from the middle row

Yo bitch don't love you nigga

You don't got no po(No drank)

You can't even fill the tank when yo gas is low(No tank)

Okay slow it down, imma teach you all the moves

They want a nigga, but these bitches don't know how to groove

Sour lame niggas out here, they don't know how to loose

I'll make a nigga decisions that don't know how to choose

Okay slow it down, imma teach you all the moves

They want a nigga, but these bitches don't know how to groove

Sour lame niggas out here, they don't know how to loose

I'll make a nigga decisions that don't know how to choose

Chimmy Choo

Who is you?

I can't let no lame nigga go get up in my booth

Chowdaaa, Tricky, Me and Matic always spit the truth

Punk fake net banging niggas, can't say the same for you

Family looking at my post, they think I made it nigga

Bitches yelling out my name, I must be famous nigga

I got bad bitch, phat ass, fine critter

If nigga did onlyfans, make a dime with her

Okay slow it down, imma teach you all the moves

They want a nigga, but these bitches don't know how to groove

Sour lame niggas out here, they don't know how to loose

I'll make a nigga decisions that don't know how to choose

Okay slow it down, imma teach you all the moves

They want a nigga, but these bitches don't know how to groove

Sour lame niggas out here, they don't know how to loose

I'll make a nigga decisions that don't know how to choose

It's Mr. Pickyboutta bitch, but don't forget the Mister

Plan was to watch damn movie, now I'm playing with her

Nigga sad cuz they ain't got her, nigga stay bitter

My glock got laxatives in it, cause it's a straight shitter

Grave digger

Bass hit her

I'm the original Bape licker

Hate liquor

But I buy it for the hoes

Bitch I'm liable for dough

Bitch I'm flying on the road

Imma never sell my soul

I hope she fucking know

(I'm rollin in the dough, but I'll never sell my soul, that shit corny, fuck the devil, god bless y'all, Young.)