Jeremiah Smith Lyrics

This hoe tryna be my bitch

I just wanna be her friend

I just text the bitch

She said some shit I won't text her again

I just wanna make some money

Tryna get the dividends

Who is this?

She a 10

She throwing ass imma catch it

Call me Jeremiah Smith

This lil hoe tryna get nasty

We just met so ain't no chance

I just hit up bro he tryna slide OT

Shii drop the pin

We was turnt all weekend

Next week we gone do it all again

Yeah come on

I just hit the mall and bought some shit

That I might never wear

AF1's finna expire

I might need another pair

This bitch think that she got game

Talking bout lemme do yo hair

If you do it be precise

Treat my shit with extra care

Bitch want me to spend some bread on her

Bitch I wouldn't dare

If I eat my brothers eat

Nigga I never cared to share

We at a party bitches on me

Treating me like I'm a chair

Imma blow up soon I feel it

Bitch it's all inside the air

They like you mention bros a lot

Cause I love em

They my slime

I ain't tricking on a bitch

Unless the girl is only mine

Niggas lying bout they life

Shoulda starred in let in shine

You let that bitch inside yo life

Shit I banned the bitch from mine

What

She like K-A-E-D-O that's you

R-U-D-E you so rude

M-O-O-D she tryna get me in that mood yeah

This hoe tryna be my bitch

I just wanna be her friend

I just text the bitch

She said some shit I won't text her again

I just wanna make some money

Tryna get the dividends

Who is this?

She a 10

She throwing ass imma catch it

Call me Jeremiah Smith

This lil hoe tryna get nasty

We just met so ain't no chance

I just hit up bro he tryna slide OT

Shii drop the pin

We was turnt all weekend

Next week we gone do it all again

Yeah come on

What they say?

Look they said

K-A-E-D-O that's me

H-E-EM bitch I'm heem