Where are all my bitches tonight? I told her hold it down She fucking with the plug, told her “Come over now" Bring me some more bitches tonight Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds She asking for fifty, threw a hunnid thou Bring me some more bitches tonight,

I gotta find peace of mind I'm undone because You make my heart desire pure You make my heart desire pure, just tell me I've been busy, (busy busy) I've been fuckin' busy, I've been busy fuckin' I've been all kinds of busy, all sorta kinda busy Like

Tie her to the bed and let a minute get ahead So I can get a better look and let her settle in the thought of it- And of course she really wants it I can see her dripping wet and Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck do you think you are?! You betrayed me

I ride foreign cars, ooh I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar I ride foreign cars, yeah Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh Lil Pump, Lil Pump, ooh Pull up to the strip, ooh

This the shit that I live for With the people I'd die for Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (lose control) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night

Your friend was prayin On our downfall baby Swear she was waitin I know I more than fucked up Now I feel stupid Why would I do this She smiling in your face She ain't know no better but I did Poor decision making for the kid

Why the fuck they frontin like they is? (Yeah that's right, uh-huh) why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Yeah.. uh-huh Why'all niggaz ain't ready to die Ah-yo Dunn, aiyyo yo

Girl, your ex keep callin' Fuck him we ballin' I put double G's on you, I put double C's on you I put Louis V on you, that nigga a scrub He can't take you out, that shit is a dub for you Tell him leave yo' ass alone He can't take you out, that shit is a

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

I may not be as honest as I ought to be now When the walls go up, I said it didn't worry me But it hit me and I cannot hold it in I can just be paranoid, don't quell the desire to love What was really going on, does it really fucking matter? Baby is all