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Lil
Uh

1]
I pop out in all new
Smellin' like Dolce
up marijuana
Ya had me "Como te llamas?"
Ya bitch, she ain't a fronter (ooh)
I could fuck if I wanna
I might just her I love her
I might fuck her and dub her
bitch I hit with a rubber (ooh)
I could've on her covers
Had too much respect for her
Ain't wanna lay hands on her
she all on my huevos (ooh)
I just be these pesos
her I ain't tryna fuck now
She said, "I'll still you head though"
So we to go get a bottle (ooh)
She Ceretto Moscato
Chillin', I'm all at her wit' it
I bust a nut and she

Put TYB on my
it real, boy, don't interrogate
I fucked bitch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my
She was a average anyway
I left her then moved on to things
She was an average anyway
I left her then on to better things

2]
Wassup, is you get high today?
'Cause need wings when I fly away
I gassed her she she could ride my face
She asked me when, I "Yo no se"
money be comin' in every way
I on my grind every-everyday
pussy be wetter than 7 lakes
I beat it, she love how I it (yeah)
I know I'm the shit I'm (yeah)
I got her she need it (now)
If I was a book she would it it
Say if I was a she would read it
I'm come up with my mans though
Ain't got no for no damn hoe
I her then leave her like Rambo
I play bitches the piano
This money keep comin', got
And niggas be hatin' they though
I bug out on all
It be my time, but I can't go
So of bitches got ran through
I'm just nigga, it's simple
I all the clout and attention
That's why cop me a mansion
This hustle don't with a pension
I'm working on shit I ain't
I'm working on I ain't mentioned
We working on shit I mentioned

Put TYB on my
Keep it real, boy, interrogate
I fucked your bitch, I ain't
Put TYB on my
She was a average bitch
I left her moved on to better things
She was an average bitch
I left her then moved on to things

3]

Up my niggas, don't in between
Yeah, your bitch, but she comin' with me
She like my 'fro so she with my team
She like the print that she see in my
She said, "I'm different," I'm like, "What you mean?"
keep calling, I'm letting it ring
All she say is, "I'm doing my thing"
Got us all some while I'm my dream
off hungry like Jack and the Bean
Hurt me to say I'm drug to the fiends
get money that's by any means
Not 'bout niggas that's worried 'bout me
Yeah, I'm Ryer and 183
Used to be deep now free
Do it for Smelly, I do it for E
Bitches on me and I don't give a
I feel like it's all about us
Free all my niggas, I'm turning up
Codeine the Sprite no ice in my cup
Yo' bitch finessing my like a dutch
TYB Season I'm and it's here
I take yo bitch of the year
Boutta take off and I'm my gear
Only 16 and I'm on my way
Niggas be hating I don't care
Niggas be hating I don't care
I really don't

Put TYB on my
Keep it real, boy, don't
I fucked your bitch, I ain't
Put TYB on my
She was a bitch anyway
I her then moved on to better things
She was an average anyway
I left her moved on to better things

Yeah, yeah,
Got up out my burkin, It's
She said she a virgin, it's
She my fan, she always lurkin'
And she I'ma man, I'ma put that work in
And I she can't stand me, I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out when I get my
Late sex, she can't find her panties
I hold it in, now she need a Plan B
His bitch need a B
Lil fancy