THIRDS?

I heard that homie fuck around Yubo, flickin' up his you know

Snappin' bitches, ask if they like playin' with his chudo

The baby voice be wildin' but all I hear is you a group hoe

You can love or hate me, I can never talk, cause I ain't stick mine in it

You fire in it, but the flame keep goin' out, only thing I'm sparkin' up is woods

And hair that's goin' south, I don't wanna hit them backshots, cause her hair be in my mouth

You think this shit you doin' on your phone is secretive, it's out

You pillow talkin, there ain't no other option

This shit done started up in Canada, but ended up in Compton

I think that goth bitches slit they wrists, cause you they biggest problem