Night
Lyrics
Off a bean, Tris & soda
Nicotine, that bitch falling over
What you mean? run it over
Nah bitch I don't love, counting up this yoda
I just want you for the night
She gonna ride me like a bike
Mixing beans Mike & Ike
Yeah I'm sorry lil bitch but you not my type
Yeah, Seem gonna pour me up off the wok hardt
Yeah, I be off a drug I be up on mars
They ain't believe me back then now I'm too far
Yeah, Pornstar athlete gaining mad yards
Yeah, she sent me the addy now I'm pulling up
Leaning off a bean, that wockesha be all in my cup
Heard a bitch didn't like me, I couldn't give a fuck
I ain't worried bout no petty shit I'm here to run it up
Molly, percs & sex
I only want her for the neck
I hit that bitch, said I'm the best
Navy seal I make her wet
I talk money bout a check
Don't give a fuck about the rest
My shit coming all direct
And we gonna link up off a text
I be running up the score
Fucked that bitch on the floor
She a thot she a hoe
I can't love lil bitch, can't do that no more
Off a bean, Tris & soda
Nicotine, that bitch falling over
What you mean? run it over
Nah bitch I don't love, counting up this yoda
I just want you for the night
She gonna ride me like a bike
Mixing beans Mike & Ike
Yeah I'm sorry lil bitch but you not my type
Off a bean, Tris & soda
Nicotine, that bitch falling over
What you mean? run it over
Nah bitch I don't love, counting up this yoda
I just want you for the night
She gonna ride me like a bike
Mixing beans Mike & Ike
Yeah I'm sorry lil bitch but you not my type
Yeah, Seem gonna pour me up off the wok hardt
Yeah, I be off a drug I be up on mars
They ain't believe me back then now I'm too far
Yeah, Pornstar athlete gaining mad yards
Yeah, she sent me the addy now I'm pulling up
Leaning off a bean, that wockesha be all in my cup
Heard a bitch didn't like me, I couldn't give a fuck
I ain't worried bout no petty shit I'm here to run it up
Molly, percs & sex
I only want her for the neck
I hit that bitch, said I'm the best
Navy seal I make her wet
I talk money bout a check
Don't give a fuck about the rest
My shit coming all direct
And we gonna link up off a text
I be running up the score
Fucked that bitch on the floor
She a thot she a hoe
I can't love lil bitch, can't do that no more
Off a bean, Tris & soda
Nicotine, that bitch falling over
What you mean? run it over
Nah bitch I don't love, counting up this yoda
I just want you for the night
She gonna ride me like a bike
Mixing beans Mike & Ike
Yeah I'm sorry lil bitch but you not my type
Writer(s): Alchenaan Raines
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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