Wish Em Well Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah, baby don't kiss and tell, baby don't kiss and tell, baby don't kiss and tell, yeah
Yeah, baby don't kiss and tell, baby don't kiss and, yeah, yeah
Yeah, baby don't kiss and tell
If you don't run your lips too fucking much, might buy you Chanel
She wanna throw that ass back on me, I catch it like NFL, yeah
I like a natural body, I don't give no fuck about a BBL
Run the money up so motherfucking fast, I damn near fell, yeah
Nigga wanna smoke with me, I pull out that stick and cast a spell, yeah
She want me in her guts, I'm diving in deep like Michael Phelps, yeah
I know I'm going up, but shit can go down like a wishing well, yeah
Nigga run up in this bitch, i'll hit him up quick and wish him well
Yeah why you keep talking that shit?
Yeah, why you keep talking that shit when you know you ain't on shit, nigga, you a bitch, yeah
Make me sick, yeah, that shit make me sick, yeah
Told the bitch, get off my dick, yeah, told the bitch, suck my tip
This lil' bitch said, I'm conceited, uh
I'm like, what's the reason, uh
Nigga run up in this bitch we fry him use no seasoning
Bitch, I said, get off my dick, yeah
She wanna fuck cause I'm stupid rich
Bitch I'm with the gang, the mob, the clique, nigga
Got a blick on my hip, nigga
Fucking your bitch, she a dick licker
Nigga mad cause my dick bigger
Fucked the bitch so damn long, fucked the bitch so damn hard
She can't sit, nigga, she can't sit
Yeah, baby don't kiss and tell
If you don't run your lips too fucking much, might buy you Chanel
She wanna throw that ass back on me, I catch it like NFL, yeah
I like a natural body, I don't give no fuck about a BBL
Run the money up so motherfucking fast, I damn near fell, yeah
Nigga wanna smoke with me, I pull out that stick and cast a spell, yeah
She want me in her guts, I'm diving in deep like Michael Phelps, yeah
I know I'm going up, but shit can go down like a wishing well, yeah
Nigga run up in this bitch, i'll hit him up quick and wish him well
I'll pull up on your turf
Talking all that shit when you with your friends, gone get you hurt, bitch
Why you tryna ride my wave, you can't surf, nigga
Yeah, nigga ran up in this bitch, I pulled out the fire and his ass got burned
Man, I swear these niggas never learn
You ain't even touching no type of paper, bitch, how much you earn
If you wanna get up to the top, you gone have to wait your turn
If the police try to ask me questions, I go mute like Ferb
I won't tell them shit
Baby don't kiss and tell
If you don't run your lips too fucking much, might buy you Chanel
She wanna throw that ass back on me, I catch it like NFL, yeah
I like a natural body, I don't give no fuck about a BBL
Run the money up so motherfucking fast, I damn near fell, yeah
Nigga wanna smoke with me, I pull out that stick and cast a spell, yeah
She want me in her guts, I'm diving in deep like Michael Phelps, yeah
I know I'm going up, but shit can go down like a wishing well, yeah
Nigga run up in this bitch, i'll hit him up quick and wish him well