Vendetta

Love on a thot I could never She wanna rump Wanna fuck in my sweater Gave her the boot told that hoe to do better And that bitch let it blow I ain't talking Berettas Killing her shit I ain't talking vendetta Baking these niggas not talking bruschetta Step in the spot and that hoe getting wetter She left her heart on a hold I ain't writing no letter Tiino been buggin who fucking with he? Linking ya hoe got the drip on my feet Stepping out clean got the white on my tee And if she eat me up put the white on her teeth Feel like a chief I ain't talking no (bang) Feel like a chief I ain't talking no Keef Feel like Santana I'm off of that leash When I'm talking you listen okay? Capeesh Feel like I'm tanning I'm hot like a beach Talking my shit like a reverend I preach Damn she think I'm drunk you ain't getting that ring Oops, sorry little baby that's a one night thing Blasian lil baddie I'm calling her Ling And I got that hoe asking me just for one thing I be dubbing her texts I been watching it ding Yeah told her you just gotta let my (Grah Grah) Love on a thot I could never She wanna rump Wanna fuck in my sweater Gave her the boot told that hoe to do better And that bitch let it blow I ain't talking berettas Killing her shit I ain't talking vendetta Baking these niggas not talking bruschetta Step in the spot and that hoe getting wetter She left her heart on a hold I ain't writing no letter (Love on a thot I could never) (She wanna rump) (Wanna fuck in my sweater) (Grah Grah Grah) (I been) (Killing her shit I ain't talking vendetta)