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It's too many of them Bad bitches on my dick, yeah, It's too many

Of them She want me bust down with her clique and Put

Some Fendi on them I'll break you off, you get me Off, just

Don't put feelings in it You stay down and ride for Me, you might be

Rich as shit She get her money and play the crib, Yeah

That's my type of bitch Don't throw a fit, she bend Over and told

Me give her dick That's what I like, you dangerous, You might

Just get a kid I'm a grown man, don't text in vanish, Tell

Me what it is She think I care, cause that's my man's, I

Put him on the mission If you wanna fuck for a Couple bucks, just

Tell me, I be trickin' She actin' bougie, but whored Out

I swear these bitches trippin' Don't run my mouth, We do our thing, tell

Them people mind they business Yeah, is she the Shit, I love when she rub

Her body, come here sexy, gimme me kiss You smell So fuckin' good, I'm all on top

Of you, like, what's the scent? And this bitch be Fresh as fuck, she match

My swag, we Prada-gain She down to line a nigga up, He sent the

Addy what a dummy Niggas dyin', thinkin' with they Dick, can't

Lie, that shit be funny It's too fuckin' late, that Rearview mirror

You see me comin' Before you think to grab your Blick, it's

FaceTime, you see me dumpin' Nah, I don't really Play with niggas

Karma gon' get me, you know I been sinning' nah I Ain't been safe in a minute

Make time for a nigga that don't got no money, he Buggin', they ain't matchin' my pendant

No time for a bitch to turn me down, she already Know that I'm winnin

You can ask my plug, what a nigga bring back, he Gon' tell you I'm makin' a killin

Niggas pillow talkin', gossip to these bitches, that Ain't part of my business

A bitch can't play me like I'm crazy, cause I always Pay attention

Like how you know about that situation, I ain't even Mention?

He talk to you, you talk to them, them rumors start, How I sound offensive

You can't be pressed about no bitch, you bossed up, Just get another

I'm comin' trim, I really pimp at ease, I almost done Bagged her mother

You turn her on more when you got your own, and You get shit from the gutter

You know how I'm feelin' you, when we got our Conversations, I still stutter

I thought I loved her, but we can't be with each other

I just need you when I'm under, always keep that shit A hundred

Don't ever say we undercover, cause when we fuck, Yeah, we a couple

She want me nut inside her pussy when we fuck, but Ain't that simple

These bitches know that I'm a ticket, they know that I'm a hustler

I get a bag, that's on my momma, they know that I'm A problem

In my pocket, know I got it, this shit can't fit no Wallet

I'm takin' risks, I know I'm wildin', if I wasn't, I Would've be grindin

Ain't no money, you know I'm declinin', this bitch Keep on spyin

She ask about her, she know I be lyin', same thing I Tell when I miss

You need to chill out, like, what is the issue

This bitch done got too comfortable now, I gotta Dismiss you