Biscuits & Gravy Lyrics

Oh, so you wrote hoe fo show

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes

Hoes, it's for anyone that cannot find they place

And hoes, it's not a bad thing if they've got money to make

No games to play, tired of your hoes tryna act like you know my name

Why you always gotta be that hatin' ass hoe with that look on your face

This is the place where I'm wishin' you would stop using all that aggression

Passive-aggressive, when we be talkin' you stressin

Usin' your pussy as weapon, really, this is the question

How many times do we gotta go this route

Before you figure out that girl

After we done fuckin', you gettin kicked out

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes

Now I'm not sayin' I'm perfect

Now she mad and I'm worthless

Remember when I was worth it

Do you know where my pants and my shirt is

Tell them, hoes, we done with you and the game's yall love to play

I don't play Santa Claus, ho-ho-ho, no fucking way

Give me 68 with a plus one, tell her that I owe you one

Fee-fi-fi-fi-fo-fum, ho, where you get that attitude from

Ask about me, they probably hate me

And mama said, don't let it break me

So fuck you all, hold the music we making

It's sweet as fuck without the devil's pastry

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes

I want my biscuits and gravy bitch pay me

Way-oh, way-oh-oh-oh

Way-oh, I can't stand these hoes