Yeah, yeah, on the gang, ****

On the gang, ****, you know what I bang, ****, you know what I claim, ****

My days are cold without you

But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you

My heart can't take no more

I can't keep runnin' back— (RBE X SOB that's the gang bitch)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I don't want to be your friend, baby, can you be my bitch? (Baby, can you? Baby, please can you?)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

Post a pic on the 'Gram, baby, we gon' make 'em sick (Make 'em sick, yeah, we gon' make 'em sick, baby)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

You the one that I love, you know what it is (You the one that I love, you know what it is)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I ain't tryna pull out, you can have the kids (Yeah, on the gang)

You can have the kids, baby

My momma gave me birth, but the streets, that's what made me (Shoutout mom dukes)

I tell her, "I'm finna bust", she won't stop, this bitch crazy (Crazy)

Let the rollers get behind us, then we push it, one eighty (Skrt skrt)

Let a pussy **** touch you, I'ma drop the whole fully (Drop the whole fully)

I'm gentle up in public, in the sheets, bae, I'm a bully (Sheets, bae, I'm a bully)

A **** disrespect you while I'm near, then I'ma whoop him (Then I'ma whoop him)

She tell me somethin' nice, then I'm whippin' out the woody (Yeah)

Baby, tell me somethin' nice, I put cum up in her belly (Yeah)

Ain't comin' to the house, spent two hundred on the telly (Hunnid on the telly)

When I was in that county, she was the only one to mail me (The only one)

I paid 500 for the fragrance, do you smell me? (Baby, do you smell me)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I don't want to be your friend, baby, can you be my bitch? (Baby, can you? Baby, please can you?)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

Post a pic on the 'Gram, baby, we gon' make 'em sick (Make 'em sick, yeah, we gon' make 'em sick, baby)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

You the one that I love, you know what it is (You the one that I love, you know what it is)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I ain't tryna pull out, you can have the kids (Yeah, on the gang)

Before I dove in, I heard her tellin' me she loved me

The Glock came fully, but my cups stay muddy

Freak lil' bitch, don't want no one besides me

Cuff me to the bed, get on top when you ride me

Put your hands behind your back, bend it over while I stroke it

Your ex **** broke, I'm that **** havin' motion

Ridin' down PCH, gettin' neck while we coastin'

Cute in that bikini, with your toes in the ocean

I'd rather be your crush, 'cause I love it when you need me

Be mad when you around me, but hate it when you leave me

I'm tryna make a movie, then screen it to the TV

The first **** text you, I'm doin' **** greezy

Yeah, on the—, yeah (Ohh, ohh)

I don't want to be your friend, baby, can you be my bitch? (I don't wanna be your friend, baby, be my—)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

Post a pic on the 'Gram, baby, we gon' make 'em sick (Baby we gon' make 'em sick, ohh, yeah)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

You the one that I love, you know what it is (You the one that I love, you the one I—)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I ain't tryna pull out, you can have the kids

I promise, baby, give me one more chance, I won't fuck it up

Every time my bitch off '42, she tryna suck and fuck

She put it in my lap, no hands, baby, fuck it up

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, you know it's forever, to the end, bands, me, and you

Don't give a fuck I told you that we done, bitch, we ain't through

She love when I eat it from the back, and I beat it too

Yeah, pussy so good, I leave it in, and she ain't on the pill

Yeah, post her on my main, not my spam, so you know it's real

Chase a **** down over my bitch, **** know the deal

She know I ain't playin' bout that pussy, yeah, that's my shit

Short yellow bone, cute thick, yeah, that's my bitch, ****

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I don't want to be your friend, baby, can you be my bitch? (Baby, can you? Baby, please can you?)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

Post a pic on the 'Gram, baby, we gon' make 'em sick (Make 'em sick, yeah, we gon' make 'em sick, baby)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

You the one that I love, you know what it is (You the one that I love, you know what it is)

Yeah, on the—, yeah

I ain't tryna pull out, you can have the kids (Yeah, on the gang)

Yeah, I ain't gon' lie, a **** ain't tryna pull out in that lil' shit, you know, like, you know what's goin' on there, shawty

Yeah, y'know what I'm sayin', **** got two kids, y'know what I'm sayin', I might make it three, four, y'know what's goin' on

Yeah man, SOB RBE in this bitch, man, you know

Aye, we ain't on that overly street shit right now

Like, y'know, like, we on that freaky shit right now, you know?

And I love you bae