Lyrics
You thought I was gone, but bitch I'm here
I'm duckin' that bitch, yea
Don't care bout hoes this year
I get a text, yea
Your girl is near
Swagg surfin', I got Vivi Westwood on my ear
Bitch I'm in demand
And your girl she got a plan
She gon' suck me with no hands
But I fucked her in advance
Ima hit it from the side, yea
From the side, yea
Bitch I'm feeling like a god, feel like the Messiah
She said that I hit the spot, that pussy really tight yea
I would never fuck a thot, got too much on my mind yea
Got two thick hoes I'm fuckin on the low-ow
Catchin' what you throwing ****, you can call me Ocho
You can throw a fit now, but ima fuck your hoe tho
Take her out and see the city
Now you down bad bro
Ohh
Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
That's me laughing
Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
You thought I was gone, but bitch I'm here
I'm duckin' that bitch, yea
Don't care bout hoes this year
I get a text, yea
Your girl is near
Swagg surfin', I got Vivi Westwood on my ear
Swagg surfin', got a BB Simon and its clear
Swagg surfin', your bitch saw me now she over here
Swagg surfin', that bitch dripping like a chandelier
Swagg surfin', fuckin on her the rest of the year
Written by: Abisai Carlos