Kyeah 
(She asked me if I wanna fuck, I said) 
Kyeah
(She asked if I ride around town with it tucked, I said) 
Kyeah 
(She asked if I’m tryna go make me some bucks, I said) 
Kyeah

Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah 

My niggas will shoot your shit up, they don’t care 
Your bitch tryna pull up and fuck, she finna come here
I walk around town fly as fuck, John Paul Gaultier 

These hoes see I’m going up, they give me derrière 
But when i was down bad these hoes won’t there 
These niggas acting like they hard but these niggas pears 
These niggas copying my swag, these niggas some parrots 
Your hoe taking off her top showing me her cherries 

I take that top off of that drop, I slide in that 
Mclaren 
Me and my niggas step up in the spot and we got your hoe staring 
Your hoe listen to my songs, she like what she hearing
I really can put that shit on, they like “What he wearing?”

Kyeah 

Yeah, that metal gon’ go through your dome like some fucking earrings 
My niggas they slide to your home like they running errands
Its too many hoes to fuck on, I cannot do marriage
I don’t eat no vegetables but my chain it got carrots 
My shooter hit you from a far, he got good awareness 

Kyeah, kyeah, kyeah, kyeah

Shoutout Ni

Kyeah (N1sapran0)

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