Can't Spite It

(Aye)

Chorus:

Stunna shades on for birds damn

I feel like birdman,

Birdman,

I could give a fuck,

Flip you the birdman,

I got big knots

Guap stuffed in my jeans,

Look like they bout to bust

I got big knots

Guap stuffed in my jeans,

Look like they bout to bust

Verse:

Uh

Shawty kick back she feelin it

Uh yeah,

She throwin it back, I’m back drilling it

Uh yeah,

Step back **** I’m killin it,

Uh yeah,

I just done spent a whole bill in it, uh

Bitches be so wack

Be so wack, yeah,

I turn greets

To track

Greets to track, yeah

She be on her back

On her back yeah

I hope she relaxed

She relaxed, yeah,

Im the king bitch

I’m the man,

Hit it so good

You for- get how to stand

Neighbors opposed,

They be knockin

Can’t help but cum,

That pussy throbbin.

I’m busy bitch

I gotta fornicate,

Fornicate, okay,

Penthouse suite,

You got for the day,

For the day, okay

Rounds and rounds

We got to take a break

To take a break, okay

Let’s play.

I’ll be the boat,

You be the lake,

Be lake the lake, okay

Yeah,

Wet,

Drop it

Baby ride it,

I give her dick so good

She can’t hide it

Flip it,

Smack it,

Suck it

Lick it

Bite it,

I know what’s on her mind

Like a psychic,

I done ate it so good,

I got itis

It should be a crime,

Should be indicted

She got that bbl

I don’t like it

But I’m still gon fuck

No I can’t spite it

Chorus:

Stunna shades on for birds damn

I feel like birdman,

Birdman,

I could give a fuck,

Flip you the birdman,

I got big knots

Guap stuffed in my jeans,

Look like they bout to bust

I got big knots

Guap stuffed in my jeans,

Look like they bout to bust