Ayeoo Lyrics

Facing blunt after blunt until I pass out

Man, this is reg' shit

I got these hoes lined up

They on some beg shit

Pretty boy with long hair

So you know they wet the bed quick

Baby girl, I ain't fronting on you

Ask about your nigga

He the one bluffing on you

While you think he fucking hoes

Sis, little do you know

He been slobbering dick getting fucked on the low

Ayo!

That's some thot shit

Stay woke, because these niggas sucking cock sis

Stay woke, niggas dirty and their cock sick

I got receipts for any birds trying to pop shit

Aggy M don't pretend, fuck who I offend

I don't owe nobody shit, but I'm loyal to the end

But don't expect it, you niggas don't deserve that shit

You want love baby?

You gotta earn that shit

Steady humble, was never on no grimy shit

Niggas is nasty, niggas on some slimy shit

Call me a faggot? Yeah, that shit turns me on

If a nigga swing first, that shit turns me on (haha!)

I'm fucking crazy yo

Light the joint, got this room hazy, yo

My bars is me, kudos if you fucks with it

Don't give me pussy, I'll fuck around and bust in it

It's really looking slow

Your balls never gonna grow

You a Snapchat thug, you a troll

But just know I ain't never gonna fold

Uptown raised

Catch me by the east river just getting blazed

Try to catch the kid slipping, might get tased

Shorty touched my hangtime and I got laid

From the B-X, raised in East Harlem

I'm a city boy, always been a problem

Chase who? Bitch I beg your pardon

Suck my dick with a motherfucking condom

Hold up, so what if I was gay bitch?

Getting head from your bitch is the same shit

I hold myself down without a doubt

So swing first, let me see what you're about

I kill the haters, I don't offer no condolences

They ain't gotta do me dirty

I be knowing shit

When I cut these bitches off, they be throwing fits

Nigga blowing dick while his girl showing her tits

Now I'm getting on my shit

Haters hopping on my dick

Any time I'm with the shits

I ain't rocking with no clique

You in your bag looking bad

I'm getting cash while you mad

Your bank account looking sad

Ima leak this nigga like a pussy with a pad

I'm coming for that ass, better run and hide

I spit bars in niggas' face, make them want to cry

No remorse for these niggas, make them want to die

I'll murder all you fake rappers like a genocide