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Bitches not fucking, not coming

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Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we stunting

Pull up and we stunting

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

All the hoes that you call are not coming

She know if she not fucking, she truckin′

All of the bitches I fuck are not common

Guaranteed if I fuck her she cumming

If I'm in the room please don′t come in

I beat the pussy like it need production

And all she want from me is reproduction

(Gotta ask) "Why'd she leave her husband?"

Heard he called up yelling, tweaking, fussing

Talkin' ′bout "it′s gon' be repercussions!"

I remember last, last nigga, nigga tried to run up

Got like three concussions

Do you know what you in for?

They copy copy like 10-4

Keep the money ′cause I been poor

All your jewelry like tin foil

Please don't tell your friends where we shopping at

I swear this shit gon′ turn into an in-store (straight up)

Fuck you need another man for?

Talking to her like a mentor

Talking to her like a nigga Yoda

And she say "I love you", I'm like "Hold up, hold up, hold up"

Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)

(Hit her, hit her with the back up) Back up (colder) shoulder

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

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These hoes not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we stunting

Pull up and we stunting

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

Now every time we in this bitch

You acting like you owe me favors

Acting like you with the shits

But fronting on the homies later

Look, I could tell you′re under pressure, baby time to ease up

Young and living single, like your roommate Khadijah

My apologies, why I gotta be

Misogynistic every time we kick it

Every time I visit something's different

And every time I leave you know you miss it

Don't be crying on my shoulder every time I′m coming over

Talking ′bout a popcorn and soda, Netflix and chill

When you home alone with no Macaulay Culkin

Sex game had her going crazy

Now I got her ass calling all the time

And I wish I never met her, Carl Thom'

Driving down my street like it′s the Autobahn

Getting loud, setting off the car alarms

Here put on my chain, baby you need to chill

Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild

Quit running your nose through the Beverly Hills

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we drumming

Pull up and we stunting

Pull up and we stunting

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

Bitches not fucking, not coming

These hoes not fucking, not coming