Ayy [Laudiano]
I can’t stand a motherf#ckin’ punk rackety ho
Up and down the blade with that lil’ bag of blow
Flash of a gram goin’ down her nose
She a pro, took a sniff, didn’t cough or choke
On my bucket list, b#tch, I’ma crash a boat
Oh, you a real ho? Is you gon’ crash or float?
You ain’t got my fettuccine, you could go
Feel bad for these sucker-ass hoes on welfare
Motherf#ckin’ b#tch ain’t got no healthcare
Hell yeah, I’ma break the b#tch for a whole year
Oh dear, get up on this plane, b#tch, go here
Get up off the flight, b#tch, get up a date
Take your #ss to the hotel room, check in, you late
Skinny or fat, but they pay like they weigh
The b#tch sleep alone, b#tch, I sleep with my K
b#tch, you tryna help out Mr. Mac?
Man, I kiss the trap, man, it kiss me back
I ain’t kissin’ on no b#tches, and this a fact
I make the b#tch turn them heels to flat [b#tch
b#tch, you tryna help out Mr. Mac?
Man, I kiss the trap, man, it kiss me back
I ain’t kissin’ on no b#tches, and this a fact
I make the b#tch turn them heels to flat [b#tch]
Wimpy, wimpy, simpy, hell no
I stick to a motherf#ckin’ b#tch, velcro
I promise your split personalities will show
All that actin’ crazy around me, you will go
Do I feel bad about the motherf#ckin’ b#tch? No
If the motherf#ckin’ b#tch trap short, she will go
b#tch, I’m SaySo, my face is on the billboard
Celebrity pimp, the one these hoes feel for
b#tch, you tryna help out Mr. Mac?
Man, I kiss the trap, man, it kiss me back
I ain’t kissin’ on no b#tches, and this a fact
I make the b#tch turn them heels to flat [b#tch
b#tch, you tryna help out Mr. Mac?
Man, I kiss the trap, man, it kiss me back
I ain’t kissin’ on no b#tches, and this a fact
I make the b#tch turn them heels to flat [b#tch]
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