Sleep On The Couch Lyrics

Said your name but I don't know who you are

She made for the streets, she practically a

Car

You a lot of things but you ain't shit

Win so much to thinking that the game rigged

Car on E but I got gas

I need my chips everyday, I'm a fat ass

All he had was his life and bro robbed him

She was on a D, she's a condom

Let me tell you why she'll never be my wife

She cool on Instagram but not in real life

If you ever play me, you gon' get extra played

Put my money in a safe like I work at Chase

Capping that she real but I know she wasn't

Thot don't even know that I'm thuggin' thuggin

All that you did to me, that was nothin' nothin

If you think you ain't gon' feel it, well bitch, you buggin

Baddie on me, she know I'm a boss

Had her shaking that like hot sauce

If I pull my cash out, they gon' ask for favors

Can't let them cut my green, they some landscapers

Brody suck at ' sports but he upping the score If it ain't about my kids, I ain't doing it no more

I be laughing at the ones that was trying to test this

It's all fun and games until you get left, bitch

At the Kern County Fair, yirlies breaking they neck

Bitch tryna check me but she need to get checked Oh your men cheating on you, that's old news

Don't fuck with you if you support hoe moves

They think I fuck with everybody but that's not what this about

I ain't your boy if I ain't been to your house Movin' hella fluky and I figured it out

I just broke a yirlie bed, now she sleep on the couch