Lyrics

Where did you learn what it means to reciprocate? And how much can I be expected to tolerate? So I started to think about the plans I made The debt unpaid And you just can't call A spade a spade (Yeah, yeah) I mixed all that shit, it's in my cup, it's in my element I got hella hella hoes that hit my phone that say I'm heaven sent Well heaven said, "What's heaven sent?" 'Cause bitch yo ass ain't relevant You just wanna fuck me and my gang 'cause you see racks as hella rizz Kick this bitch out, we gon' dust her She so bad, she my lil slut And my choppa trans, it's always tucked boss I rock V-Lone, I rock Lush She number 2 so she fuck cursed My diamonds cold, they make me blush And this bitch gettin' mad but you no cuss Wow, bitch wanna fuck I'm like "wow" Diamonds so big, get me clout And she wanna fuck on my bro No, woah I fuck on that bitch and then go (how?, woah) I ride GLE, swipe her left 'cause I know that bitch ain't believe me I see it's my time to blow, I put that shit on G-O-D Got hella hoes up on my phone, they all want pics of dick I see photos of this bitch, say in her past life She see diamonds bigger than the TV She wan' live this rad life Now I got more racks than everybody I don't care 'bout that shit, I like to throw it all I got toolies tucked up in my pants, my overalls Where did you learn what it means to reciprocate? And how much-
Writer(s): Kyle Kraemer, Zach Lovett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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