TSUPER FAN Lyrics

Gimme a sharpie

Let me right dummy on my head

Let me find out you be fucking niggas in my bed

I'm bout to flee the country

Cause y'all finna end up dead

And that hoe knew who I was

Cause that bitch always bob his head

So you fucked a Tsuper fan

I'm finna shoot tha man nah Ian gone do it

Heard you scoped the man

So now you superman

Shoulda called a Uber

That's okay I got some carrier's

I know like 5gs

I can call my shooters

Have my niggas bask in robbings

Hoe how you gone cheat on me

When you know I got plenty option

Niggas waiting on my release

They been saying you was toxic

And hoe you know you struggling

So you do what you can

Sun I told you not to get exposed

Cause they'll use you for a tan

Hoe if you a super Fan than say that

Hoe must think he ate that

You can call me credit cause bitch I'm getting

My payback

I ain't worried bout bitches

Give af who you lay with

But don't play in my face cause I'll lay you down

And nah this ain't no joke hoe I don't play around

Them hoes ain't got yo back watch who you stay around

Told him I'm Mack

I need more ice put in my jewelry

Got shit on my mind I cannot deal with no foolery

He don't want no pressure

He aint pushing P

And his stroke game ain't on shit

He ain't no Pleasure P

Nah he can't fuck with me

Was born in Memphis 10

I let hoes go when I get wins

On the real I got 3 friends

And I done had em since a youngin

The way you lick yo lips hoe I might let you stick yo tongue in

I would just let you fuck but I don't think that you could function after that

I Was 22 when I first got with you

Wonder where the fuck Id be if I ain't talk the you

Probably had number one couple platinum plaques

I wish that I could get a time machine and take me back