LIGHTSKIN SH*T (feat. Future & jetsonmade)

Ahh-ahh, uh-huh

Yeah

Oh Lord, JetsonMade another one

My bitch like a model

Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle

Fuck her IG, she too fine to follow

Powerball, bitch I just hit the Lotto (Cha-Ching)

Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)

Fuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop it)

I'm a dog, I'm a shit on my last hoe

All the pretty bitches need a asshole

Let's go

Light skin shit, she fuck with me, she turn into a light skin bitch

Family in our business on some hype man shit

She ain't responding to my text

She on some light skin shit, I don't like that shit

Pull up with a new hoe (Let's go)

Wrecked my four-door, I went bought a two-door

When you out, we on liquor and Nuvo

I'ma dog on a bitch, call me Cujo

Bitch, yeah

I went ran the score up

Put my dick down her throat, till she throw up (Throw up)

Hard to hide out in public, they know us

Pictures viral before the shits go up (Pic)

Fuck is a pic to a rich ****? (****)

I'm having my way with your bitch

The same bitch that was having her way with a bitch, ****

**** going out sad 'bout these hoes, but me?

Ummm...

My bitch like a model

Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle

Fuck her IG, she too fine to follow

Powerball, bitch I just hit the Lotto (Cha-Ching)

Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)

Fuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop it)

I'm a dog, I'm a shit on my last hoe

All the pretty bitches need a asshole

Let's go

My bitch in the trap with a mask on (Yeah)

I just flipped two dimes in the restroom (Let's go)

Had the magazine tucked like a super goon (Baby)

Had to sweep the drug money with the broom (Whew)

Might cop the Chanel in the back-back (Baguetti)

I could buy the bales with the money in the backpack (I got it)

Yeah, I ain't relax yet (Feel me)

Almost went to hell, that's a big fact (Pluto)

I done cut off the wrist on my sleeves (I cut it)

Like I'm suicidal on the jet (Let's go)

I done turnt your favorite to a pet (Turn up)

Check the hunnid millie presidents

It's hard to fall off, I'm super relevant (I'm super)

On the billie dollar, killed the middle man

Tryna treat me like I'm not the trigger man (Baby)

Got a real one and she reppin' Taliban (Gang)

My bitch like a model

Where the genie? She shaped like a bottle

Fuck her IG, she too fine to follow

Powerball, bitch I just hit the Lotto (Cha-Ching)

Tylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)

Fuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop it)

I'm a dog, I'm a shit on my last hoe

All the pretty bitches need a asshole

Let's go