AIRBNB ft. GRVE & YI Lyrics

This mothafuckin' AIRBNB

Ain't got no internet

How the fuck am I supposed to talk to bitches

And get 'em wet?

I don't even know what I'm really doing here

I'm coolin' here

I'm goin off the deep end

Every other weekend

These mothafuckas talk a lot of shit, on my timeline

Bitch you call yourself thick?

That's a fine line

I just took a lime

Over to your bitch's house

Ate her out

For the clout

Passin' out

On the couch

I got tired of the old flows

Ya

I got tired of the old hoes

Uh

I got tired that the way it goes

I keep a mask on, even when I'm fucking these hoes

I'm sipping lemonade

Bitches keep a lot of faith

Haters don't know what to say

When I pull up in they face

Bitch I ain't playin games

We gon' have to run the fade

I been eating all the steak

I don't take my bitch on dates

This the mothafuckin' remix

Pussy get to screaming

Please don't make me put your fuckin' face up in the cement

Rapping all the time

Rap like everyday

See a hater

He don't look me in my face

Uh ya Wrawky coming thru

Uh ya Wrawky what it do

Uh ya Wrawky got the moves

Uh ya who the fuck the are you?

Got these, BMs in my DM, do you see 'em?

I just, freak 'em cup of tea 'em, then I leave em

I ain't really got much to say

Imma sit back, let the Mariachi play

This the mothafuckin' anthem

Bitches put they hands up

Everybody in the crowd, up and down like asthma

I just don't know what to do

Cause I'm chillin like some glue

Soon as I got poppin' pick the phone up who the fuck are you?