Letra

I need a shawty in the itty bitty titty committee Who got the mini milkies Fuck with my titties I blow up your city, i'm serious Niggas tryna preach oppai, but i ain't hearing it I been tryna see mo' types of body images I'm lookin for the flat kind Maybe with a lil bit of somethin on the backside Hopping in that pussy like a nigga bouta capsize If we bein real, ain't give about her bap size Aye, look i just need a baddie, She ain't Aye let me cook nigga Oh my Niggas so scared of being called gay They afraid to fuck with flat chested bitches, like Shit is so sad man Check this out I just need a baddie She ain't needa have a fattie Just as long as i can ride it like caddie then i'm pullin up Promise i don't give a fuck, bout what they say to me Them titties could be ABC, as long as i can lay the D The sizes could go A to Z, between em where I'm made to be I seen em moving gracefully, no make believe And if they on the smaller side, that really means more space for me So imma fill the vacancy Cuz that ain't shit that you could take from me So let me pull on an a Abby Jones No pretending, hit it both sides, like a palindrome Then we finna hit a lick and split a casserole Reup when i spin the block, its something i'm passing go I'd rather she be flat than have em full of acetone For me it's all about the shapes, cuz if the is toned It doesn't make a difference if she busty when her ass is thrown Toss her a band and now she building up my mana flow I seen Elaina need a new broom to ride on And just the same i need a new boo to slide on Ay, they know i'm fuckin with them witch bitches Cuz they the "anything you want, I'll grant your wish" bitches So if we bein honest I might need a witch Mrs (Fuck, am i gonna have to make a song about this?) And i ain't fuckin with a nigga bein dismissive I'm duckin all the negatives, so every diss misses Cuz back in days i had the pot but couldn't piss in it See back in days was duckin shots but couldn't miss in it If life an ocean and you nothing but a fish in it You gotta get yourself a rod and start to fish in it I treat your thottie like the air, i put my fist in it I treat my body with the care I treat my businesses I pull the glocky on an opp, he get to kissin it He out the loop, we run him down, and that's the gist of it Can't let a nigga hang, he ain't know what the mission is Get me a bad bitch And her tiddies don't need to be massive Hell, they don't need to be average I ain't a picky eater, nigga i'm a savage Danganronpa kill the pussy feeling like the blackened Hack with a white hat, i pull up on the back end And tap in, you lackin, i'm all bout the action I'm strapped in, she got the flattest of surfaces And her ass is the curviest cuz she actually workin it, ugh They look at all that i prefer and call me a pariah When i know that all you niggas would slide on Zendaya Hold on, i need me a Nessa Supermodel girl She better put a nigga on a stretcher I ain't stressin bout shit Like i'm chillin with Kobayashi Sippin sake and gettin sloppy Swear she was something psychic, i might just call her Tatsumaki She kinda toxic but don't be shocked i'm tryna rock with Roxie Kaguya's a no brainer, see that fruit a low hanger Niggas talking crazy on my discog, but i ain't ever pissed off Cuz i know all them niggas gettin no bangers To a hater, i feel no anger Cuz i'm secure in my position, feeling no danger Patiently waiting for the day that i can go major, yeah
Writer(s): Dillon James Heinz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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