annie ft. Eyafra Lyrics

Where am I?

Hello?

I got rich when I was handled the bottle

Daddy done paid for you car, that's free auto

Yeah, them niggas gone fall like the leaves when it's Autumn

I got a redhead, think her name was Annie

I fuck on that bitch, then I see her tomorrow

I can't go to bed before popping a xanny

Got too many hoes, so I think I got caught up

Jackin' my swag just like y'all niggas Harlow

Money and hoes at the same time

That's the motto

We scratching them names off like I hit the lotto

And all of your friends are yes men, they got bought up

All of your friends are bought up, think it's funny

I whip out my dick and she bounce like a bunny

Say your shit hurt, put my dick in her tummy

Told her I'm hungry

Ate her, shit was yummy

23 hits in an hour, I got lucky

Money got big, started looking like Lucki

Everyone love me, yeah I think I'm lucky

Now she on top saying Jayy, please just fuck me

Bitch, I'm the shark and you niggas some guppies

And I swear to God, get to grinding as soon as it's sunny

Turn that bitch up

Bitch, I'm getting it on

I can not stop 'cause your boy in the zone

Got all the money, did it on my own

Black and white girls

Love them two toned

Fuck with a Becky, I think her name Annie

Dick in the belly, she looking uncanny

He run from the smoke, yeah he scary

He's panting

Get around the money, I'm touchy

I'm antsy

Short bitch, she climbing all over my beanstalk

These niggas go quiet when I hold my hands up

These niggas is pussy, they setting their mans up

I fuck with a freaky bitch, her name is Annie

She jump on the dick and make a perfect landing

I'm throwing this money like I'm Peyton Manning

Manning

Up on your block and we blamming

My diamonds on wrist and they dancing

Fit going hard, Marilyn Manson

Oh my

Oh my, huh

Bitch what we tote?

Something like four fives

Eyafra, that's gang and that's no lie

And gas what I smoke, man I'm so fried

And when your blick drum, that shit sound like some lofi

I put a scope on my gun, call it four eyes

Lights be too blinding

Shades covering both eyes

Niggas don't like you, New Yorkers and Rhode Island

I got a bad bitch, name tatted on both thighs

Zeroes all over my check, I sign both lines

Run up on me, Eyafra make sure you both die