Bent (Remix) ft. RØZAY, 41, Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter & TaTa Lyrics

(Bitch, when is we fucking again?)

Grahh

Grahh

(Why the fuck did I have to find out by his friend)

Shit, I gotta pipe down

almost caught me a new body to bury in the ground

Had it all planned out, we was gon creep up behind him and spill all his-

(We was gon what?)

W-We was gon spill his brains on the dirt

(Yeah logey, was finna be put on a shirt)

One bullet to the dome would be all it took

but I didn't wanna make huddy feel all shook

If I catch you, you better lay low

(Ayo RØZAY let's make this nigga float)

Too many dickheads they don't know how it goes

Keep that thing on me, cus I'm always gon tote

Gon catch me a new soul to fit in my pack

Lil niggas a pussy, he gon turn into the flash

Might as well run track, cus she always finding ways to fucking run back

And this bitch got me bent

why the fuck did I have to find out by his friend

(Ooh)

Like, logey lemme know how my dick taste

(Haha)

But fuck it imma kick it to-(RØZAY)

Big RØZAY when I come through yo block

(I got a chop and I'm aiming for your top)

I don't give a fuck what that bitch had to say

Fuck, kick her to the curb out today

Gotta kick rocks you little bit-bitch

(You said slay so go ahead and do it)

Keep to the streets, yeah you can screw it

I got a grinder and I'm gonna roll

Where my weed?, nigga where my dough?

We gon get high in the sky

Rolling wit the honey dew, yo bitch on my phone

what it do?!

Hennessy got me bent

Bitch, when is we fuckin again?

Like, if the pussy is good, I'ma spend

But, fuck it, could kick it to Jenn

She a thootie, could tell by the walk(tell by the walk)

Sip Wock', can't even talk(can't even talk)

I can't help it, I stay in the stores

Bitch, I be totin' in Christian Dior

It's Carter, dickhead

Like, I just met her, she told me she love me

Like, she just want money and dick

We in the spot, told her give me a kiss

I could taste all the Casamigos on her lips

And if she a ten, I let her hold my knocker

N-Nine shots in this gun, Ibaka

Shh-shh, don't know who shot 'em

Tryna shoot on this court, I bet Mdotty block 'em

Right, I'm in the spot with the Crippys

Right, I'm in the spot and I'm grippy

Like, please don't eye me in this party

Always feel safe when I know Star be with me

Like, off the Wocky, l'm drippy

Right, off the D'USSÉ, I'm litty

I'm tryna party with all the thootetés

I got my face like all up in her titties

Damn

And this bitch got me bent

Why the fuck did I have to find out by his friend

Like, logey lemme know how my dick tastes

But, fuck it imma kick it to-(RØZAY)

Big RØZAY when I come through yo block

I got a chop and I'm aiming for your top

I don't give a fuck what that bitch had to say

Fuck, kick her to the curb out today