Where

Where yo' kid?

You like 30, bitch, oh my D

Get this shit, mm

I just put a rack, on my bitch

Where yo- where your rent?

Yuh

I just spent 2 bands, that's your rent

She a friendly hoe, I just got the ick

I abandoned her, I ain't standing her, no

I'm a single ****, yea I'm tired of these hoes!

A-a-always singing, boy, said that's that light skin shit

I got rich as shit, **** pocket watching

Fuck it crash the whip, I hit the dash, **** ain't no stopping

I got 60 pints of ack in the back, know my body dropping

Know my body dropping, only smoke exotic

Yes I do got a type, no I don't like them thotties

Mm, I just popped a molly, she turned to a hottie

Yeah, I walk in the party, 10s up on my body

Yuh, I like me light skin hoe, petite good body

Sh-shit, but I don't got no type

If you my wife, then you my wife

Sh- she said what's your type, shit I don't know if we could vibe

Yuh, still hate that one ex, man I hope she could fucking die

I'm just playing

This bitch, she play too much

I just loved her too much

Yeah, I got too many opps', so I got' keep my big gun

And I love my fuckin thot, she finna' do her big one

She gon' do that big one

I'm tryna fuck that mm-mm-mm

I'm tryna fucking hit some

She said, "you're so pretty"

Yuh, she said, I'm so handsome

She so itty bitty, yuh

I could hold her with one hand

Now that hoe screaming my man

Running with them bands

How she use them hands so good

No I don't do percy percy's, never did, but yes I could

Ghetto bitches, twerking twerking, bad hoes, they from the hood

(ay-ayo Bryalle, fuck all these **** up)