[Intro]
I'm fried fucking yo' bae, (Push up-push), bae, bae oh-yeah (Go)
At the rave, and I'm booted off [?], (Bleugh), go, yeah
Put dick in yo' bitch, then fuck yo' Ex, oh-yeah (Love)
Damn, I found out why she left, yo-yeah (Get it up)
[Bridge]
(Now you only dress like this, because you have to, I mean because of your job...)
(I thought you were some kind of geeker or something)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Let me see it, yeah-yeah)
(Let me see that, yeah-yeah)
[Chorus]
My niggas tried running that skag, oh-yeah, (Tried running that skag)
Like baby, let me look at yo' tattoo, (Look at yo' tatt', yeah), yeah
Like baby, let me grip on that ass, (Bleugh, bleugh), oh-yeah
Yuh, I'm geeked up off L.V bags, oh-yeah (This is a Slump Audios exclusive)
[Verse]
Yuh, don't need to [?] 'cause I already know this the way, yeah
Go, wait, dicking this ho 'cause she already know I'm the best (What?)
Put white in her face like Mayo, white in the gums like, ay-yeah (What?)
My bro, I roll wit' the K, you try, so get hit in yo' face
I'm fried fucking yo' bae, (Push up-push), bae, bae oh-yeah (Go)
At the rave, and I'm booted off [?], (Bleugh), go, yeah
Put dick in yo' bitch, then fuck yo' Ex, oh-yeah (Love)
Damn, I found out why she left, yo-yeah (Get it up)
Big racks talking, counting big racks (Big racks)
Big cash, flexing on yo' bitch-ass (Bleugh, bleugh, bleugh)
Wake up in the morning, smacking on my bitch ass (My bitch, go)
She don't got it, no degree, but she got the best head (Eh, eh)
Let me see that cash yuh, let me see that bag, yuh (Bitch, bitch)
I'm tryn' see yo' ass yeah, let me see that bae (Yeah)
Let me see if he got racks, ain't nun (What's up?)
You bad as fuck girl, why you alone? (Let me see)
You alone? 'Cause bae I could pull to your home
Receive the dome, then after that I got to go (Go)
If you ain't know, please don't hit my phone
[Chorus]
My niggas tried running that skag, oh-yeah, (Tried running that skag)
Like baby, let me look at yo' tattoo, (Look at yo' tatt', yeah), yeah
Like baby, let me grip on that ass, (Bleugh, bleugh), oh-yeah
Yuh, I'm geeked up off L.V bags, oh-yeah
[Chorus]
My niggas tried running that skag, oh-yeah, (Tried running that skag)
Like baby, let me look at yo' tattoo, (Look at yo' tatt', yeah), yeah
Like baby, let me grip on that ass, (Bleugh, bleugh), oh-yeah
Yuh, I'm geeked up off L.V bags, oh-yeah