bleachers Lyrics

(Fuck you quinn)

I've been fuckin' bad bitches (Bad bitches)

Posted up at the bleachers (At the bleachers)

I just met shawty know that she a keeper (Know she a keeper)

Shawty off of the gas, off of the reefer (Yuh)

Y'all are my son. just call me dad

Y'all look and learn like I'm your teacher (Like I'm a teacher)

Swear to God that all of Y'all attention seekers (Attention seekers)

Y'all do the beef but y'all still beg me for a feature (Yeah)

I- I could do this shit all day don't need a feature (Don't need a feature)

Talkin' the realest everyday, call me a preacher (Yuh, yuh)

Shawty poppin' tag after tag (Yuh)

Shawty only want you for the racks

When I fuck yo bitch you cannot get her back (You cannot get her back)

Ten racks on me (On me)

Imma tax lil bro for the feat

F- Fuck yo bitch and I block and delete, ha (I block and delete)

I'm playin' with sticks, huh

You playin' tag wit yo racks (Ha ha)

Callin' me a man-whore

But it's just that you do not get bitches

And you keep fumblin' the bag (Fumblin' the bag)

Movin too fast swear I'm gettin' jet lag (Ah, jet lag)

Shawty tell me all about it

Tell me how I am better than him

(Claimin' he fashion and he rockin' tims)

(I ain't been single like, in a lil min)

(And yo lil shawty slid in my DMs, ha)

(Shawty tellin me all about it)

(She know I'm better for her, know she gon let me hit)

(I don't doubt it)

I wanna see you bleed (Wanna see you bleed)

I mix the prometh' with the codeine

Talkin' down on my name like he swear to God that he know me (swear to God that he know me)

Shawty hate me but her man is a fake he a poser (Yuh)

Shawty swear to God that she her

When gon' send him to God, lace his perc

Wait lil shwaty I'm goated (I'm goated)

And my swag you cannot afford it (Afford it)

Shawty know it, yeah she know it (She know it, yeah yeah yeah)

These pussies need to get off of my dick (Get off of my dick)

These bitches don't know how to dress

So why you commentin up on my fit? (B- B)

Bad bitches (Bad bitches)

Posted up at the bleachers (At the bleachers)

I just met shawty know that she a keeper (Know she a keeper)

Shawty off of the gas, off of the reefer (Yuh)

Y'all are my son. just call me dad

Y'all look and learn like I'm your teacher (Like I'm a teacher)

Swear to God that all of Y'all attention seekers (Attention seekers)

Y'all do the beef but y'all still beg me for a feature (Yeah)

I- I could do this shit all day don't need a feature (Don't need a feature)

Talkin' the realest everyday, call me a preacher (Yuh, yuh)