Lyrics: Yonna/Xeemo
Music: Yonna/Xeemo
Arranger: Yonna
Bicch I moved back to the 5
In the back of mind
I been back on my thugging shit
Bicch I been back in my mind
So get back in the line
I been sick of this loving shit
Drop ones from the sky
We know the money make her eyes gaze
Bottles getting taller
From the xans that I take
He leaving this party
He getting labeled a lightweight
I can’t wife that hoe if she can’t do whatever I say
I may
Fuk your bicch and drink me up an ace
I might bake yo ass a cake
Bicch boy its time to celebrate
I say
Put down all the hate go separate ways
But keep a glizzy on your waist
And get busy
I’m just kizzy
Love is sickening
I just sip lean
On the low
Sick of mysteries
And the quizzes from you hoe
I done left the ozone
With some Os and my bros
I done let the love go
Let it rot in the snow
Drop ones from the sky
We know the money make her eyes gaze
Bottles getting taller
From the xans that I take
He leaving this party
He getting labeled a lightweight
I can’t wife that hoe if she can’t do whatever I say
What did I say
What I say
I say
I say
**** on a bicch ye every night
Oh bicch thats how we turn up
You on that soocking dikk like every night
Until your ass get piped
We don’t need another night
Cuz I been feeling high
I been feeling kinda sorry
I been feeling kinda boring
Oh wait
Pussy boy its getting kind of late
Even drake not having it his way
You should know your ****ing way
Own way
Own way
Lana must insist on leaving me
I been falling off non stop low key
Lasnaklsndaoiq
Qonqibbdqbibdaa
Drop ones from the sky
We know the money make her eyes gaze
Bottles getting taller
From the xanaxs that I take
He leaving this party
He getting labeled a lightweight
I can’t wife that hoe if she can’t do whatever I say