COWBOY BAN Lyrics

Birkin bag she ain't new to this

I gotta stop fuckin' with them stupid bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them bougie bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them

Gotta stop fuckin' with the hos, that's not my type

Gotta stop fuckin' with the bitches who don't know how to

Hold up, let me get the beat back Hold up, bring it back

Hold up

Birkin bag , She ain't new to this

I gotta stop fuckin' with them stupid bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them bougie bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them

Gotta stop fuckin' with the hos, that's not my type

Gotta stop fuckin' with the bitches who don't know how to act right

Niggas wifeing thotty bitches tryna take them out that whore phase

When I'm up in Texas, they be treatin' me like I'm George Strait

When I'm up in Tennessee, they treat me like Elvis Presley

She act like she don't wanna fuck, by the end of the night, she gon' let me

Niggas sayin' they gon' pop who? Nigga, Betty

In Miami on a jet ski like I'm Messi

Boy, you on thin, ice , Wayne Gretzky

Call me weatherman cause my baby got that wetty

So I'ma let it rain

Clear it out

Let it rain

Clear it out

Let it rain

Clear it out

Let it rain

Clear it out

Yo bitch came

She ate me up

Yo bitch came

She ate me up

Yo bitch came

She eat it up

Yo bitch came

She eat it up slatt

Birkin bag

She ain't new to this

I gotta stop fuckin' with them stupid bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them bougie bitches

Gotta stop fuckin' with them

Gotta stop fuckin' with the hos, that's not my type

Gotta stop fuckin' with the bitches who don't know how to act right

Lonely boy