Ee-er (feat. Sauce Walka)

Ayy, turn me up, ugh

Turn me up, ugh

Ayy, turn me up, ugh

(Ayy)

(B-B-Bankroll Got it)

Oh, you love me? What do you mean? Justin Bieber (Huh?)

I'm the illest bitch alive, I'm so hot, I got a fever (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I make a ho get on his knees, ****, get down on your femur (Slut)

I be twitchin' when I nut, oh my God, am I a streamer? (Let's go)

Oh my gosh, should I go Benz? (Yeah)

Oh my gosh, should I go Bimmer? (Yeah)

Oh my God, he got a vacuum for a mouth, he my lil' cleaner (Thot)

I'm a pretty bitch with confidence, he lovin' my demeanor (Uh-huh)

Let him butter up my buns, I told him I'm good on on the wiener (Let's go)

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Think it's too much Wockhardt in my cup

She been suckin' for a hour, she taste codeine when I nut

Come down, new pink Cybertruck

We got Elon Musky bands

Thick girls slide my touchscreen, they tryna see my OnlyFans

Third leg Draco in the pants

She can't pull up for no D without deposits in advance

I be slangin', ooh, wee-wee, and I ain't never been to France

She just got some lip injections, mouth can wrap a soda can

When big daddy feed her chocolate, she come back for rubber bands

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Yeah, okay, my skin like coffee, he callin' me his little creamer (Uh-huh)

So I'm guessin' I don't need no sweetener (Get it?)

He giving me brain, the mouth is insane, I told him he should be a speaker (Slut)

Come through, he layin' a pipe just right, I told him that I was a leaker (Ugh)

This shit so good, I could turn a nonchalant **** to a tweaker (Slut)

I swear to God I can, I'm tellin' you, I can

Where I'm at, the pussy pinker (Yeah), super head (Yeah), thinker (Yeah)

The biggest bitch, my name ringin' bells like I'm Tinker (Let's go)

If you know, you know, nails short, middle finger (Slut)

Ayy, I'll fight over that dick, rest in peace to Jerry Springer (On God)

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