her too (2) Lyrics

All the bitches love me

But I don't love them back

I won't follow you back

She won't line me

Won't fall for it

Won't fall for it

I ain't stupid

Yea bitch I'm wit the gang

Yea I slide with Lewis

Yea bitch I slide with Lew

Yea that nigga go kuu

Glocky it gon

Shoot

Grab his loot

What's the deal?

That's how it should be

Grab his gun

Gonna grab his gun

Grab his glocky

Bitch I ball like

Ball like rocket

I got pocket rocket

Put that shit on my side

Damn what what

Put that shit on my side

I ride 'round wit that fye

Put that shit in my pocket

I got pocket rocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Racks they fit in my pocket

Why she feeling my body?

Why she feeling my shit?

She ain't pay no rent

Kick her out she lonely

I can't write no songs

Please get out my phone

I stay in the zone

Bitch I'm in that mode

This beats hard I swerve through

Speak up but I heard you

I pew pew like squirtle

Seen a baddie I curve you

Off White on me like Virgil

Off White on my bag

Won't follow you back

What you know bout that?