Petrofsky

My dialect's a lil' faded

The bitch I'm fucking with having a baby

It's the summertime and these trees ain't got no shade

And if you owe me money, bitch (you don't have to hide)

Nah, you ain't gotta hide from me

I'd find ya, boy, but I don't do no chasing

Running kinda feel like misbehaving

What got you pacing? It's something you can't face

It's on ya face that you can't take it

I like in sight hand invites

We Lil' Kim indirect flights

I don't send for a **** twice, you got it live

My lil' homie hunt, he just gotta send a price, and he on that

Shh, that's the format

Thinking I'm 'bout peace? That's where we torn at

'Cause before that, a **** walked down range with m16s

Try me lil' bitch, I'm bringing war back

And the only sike I cater to it be the ward

All my **** free yeen, gotta free the squad

And I mean it's only me, my kids, these voices, and the Lawd

I'm 'bout love if you see me, bitch (you don't have to hide)

When I'm coming, receive the warning

Turn a preacher to a Mormon, latter day sermons

Only showing out if I'm performing, you're misinformed?

**** wanting clout, so they record it, then I make 'em snore

When I'm coming, receive the warning

Turn a preacher to a Mormon, latter day sermons

Only show out if I'm performing, you're misinformed?

**** wanting clout, so they record it, then I make 'em snore

Then they try to say how, my dialect's a lil' faded

The bitch I'm fucking with having a baby

It's the summertime, now these bitches acting shady

Bet it's no money underneath that shade tree

I like 'em black, baby, you can come and shade me

I'm like, "God, always knew they would betray me"

Don't take meds, I do not think that I'm crazy

'Til I pop out like, "Surprise, bitch" (you don't have to hide)

When I'm coming, receive the warning

Turn a preacher to a Mormon, latter day sermons

Only showing out if I'm performing, you're misinformed?

**** wanting clout, so they record it, then I make 'em snore (then I make 'em snore)

Mm, my dialect's a lil' faded

The bitch I'm fucking with having a baby

It's the summertime and these trees ain't got no shade

And if you owe me money, bitch (you don't have to hide)

Nah, you ain't gotta hide from me

She'll stay down, baby, go down for me

Flexible, put drugs all over her tummy

Watch she slurp it up

She'll become viral if she lucky

He'll become smarter if he study

I can gone relax if it's comfy

But these **** got the seats bloody

All that hard work paved for nothing

****, what you say?

Womp womp, to the back of the bus

All my **** stay in the back of the bus

Fuck what you say in the back of the bus

We treat it like Vegas, learn to shut the fuck up

Whatever happen, it's gon' stay in the back of the bus

I heard a bitch get fucked in the back of the bus

I saw some **** get jumped in the back of bus

But I ain't dumb, I go sit in the front

With my camera phone out like bitch (you don't have to hide)

When I'm coming, receive the warning

Turn a preacher to a Mormon, latter day sermons

Only showing out if I'm performing, you're misinformed?

**** wanting clout, so they record it, then I make 'em snore (then I make 'em snore)

Mm, my dialect's a lil' faded

The bitch I'm fucking with having a baby

It's the summertime and these trees ain't got no shade

And if you owe me money, bitch (you don't have to hide)