To Rate★ chorus ★
This bitch on my dick
I don't fuck with you lil' hoe, better make it quick
Watch- watch how i run that bitch
I ain't even gotta run for shit
I think she scared that i'm gon' dub the bitch
But i don't even wanna dub the bitch for real
I think she the one
Yeah bitch i'ma die about a gun
Wait, i'm dyin' for fun
The edge of a building i just might jump
'cause i can't die, i'm just too tough
I might mess up your damn makeup
But best believe we gon' have fun 'til the night done
I ain't never really done
I can't do math pass me the numbers i'm makin' 'em crunch
Talk about digits i'm gettin' a bunch
Shе a lil' eater i made hеr a munch
But i'ma still eat her just like its lunch
Smokin' on pack i'm smokin' on runtz
Coppin' that ammo and goin' on hunts
★ verse ★
Yeah, i'm off of the drugs i'm givin' out hugs
Step on their necks, step on 'em like rugs
Bitches is ants step on 'em like bugs
I hang with the big dogs you with the pugs
You hit my blunt you probably stuck
That boy fell off that boy in a rut
He joinin' collectives to get himself up
2020 vision ah
Bitch i left back in the 2020
What you doin' buddy
Shit is gettin' funny
You the hyperpop demon, dummy
Shit, you ain't take sales from me
If i really wanted to then i could pull up and you could take shots from me
Bitch, i'm sendin' your ass to hell, yeah
Yeah they know me everywhere
But the hometown know me the best
Yeah i just walk into school and they stare
"ain't that the dude that made 'best dressed'?"
Buddy you broke, can't flex
You go to your ex and say
I'm off the ecstasy
I don't got no ex with me
I got a bad bitch with me though
We might need some extra sheets
Who else would i wanna be?
I got money surroundin' me
Know i ain't up but i'm bouta be
Don't lie bitch don't lie to me
Bitch i'm the best i try to be
That lil' bitch get shot for tryin' me
★ chorus ★
This bitch on my dick
I don't fuck with you lil' hoe, better make it quick
Watch- watch how i run that bitch
I ain't even gotta run for shit
I think she scared that i'm gon' dub the bitch
But i don't even wanna dub the bitch for real
I think she the one
Yeah bitch i'ma die about a gun
Wait, i'm dyin' for fun
The edge of a building i just might jump
'cause i can't die, i'm just too tough
I might mess up your damn makeup
But best believe we gon' have fun 'til the night done
I ain't never really done
I can't do math pass me the numbers i'm makin' 'em crunch
Talk about digits i'm gettin' a bunch
She a lil' eater i made her a munch
But i'ma still eat her just like its lunch
Smokin' on pack i'm smokin' on runtz
Coppin' that ammo and goin' on hunts
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