Top Songs By Fly Rich Double
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamichael Robinson
Songwriter
auwin phillips
Songwriter
Jesse Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9 Zones
Producer
Francesco Benvenuto
Mixing Engineer
Franco Pacheco
Recording Engineer
Luminous SoundDallas Texas
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I wanna bad bitch
With fake titties and real ass
Gave me head and asked me how was it
Ain nut so it was real bad
Fly as hell
Got real swag
Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag
Lost the pack it made me real mad
Fa 24 you get some real gas
You take my bitch I don't want her back
I pass the bitch like a quarter back
I'm dropping wood like a lumberjack
I took yo bitch you can't get her back
Just got the pack and got rid of that
I drop the top push the ceiling back
Open her legs and got into that
Mortal kombat
Ima finish that
I just went straight threw a roadblock
Just lost my pops got my soul hot
I was just eating on some cold cuts
Now I can go buy some lambs chops
Too much traffic got the road hot
But I won't stop til I'm sold out
I'm tryna go get that red eye
I am not missin I'm dead eye
I wanna bad bitch
With fake titties & real ass
Gave me head & asked me how was it
Ain nut so it was real bad
Fly as hell
Got real swag
Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag
Lost the pack it made me real mad
Fa 24 you get some real gas
I'm tryna fuck better keep her from round
Pop me a perk then I'm taking her down
She say she got a lil nigga
But still gave a nigga that pussy
This hoe outta Bounds
Trusting no bitch
These bitches be sneaky and geeking
On dirt whenever you not around
Hit up the bitch
Like I wanna fuck
She said ok cool
My ole man outta TOWN
Shawtywee he just
Fuck and duck em
Know you really can't love em or trust em
These lil bitches they wanna be hoes
If the bitch wanna go
Ima pluck her
All my bitches they bad and boujie
But I still be fucking on shit eaters
My lil bitch had thought she was up one
Baby you gotta turn to hoe for to get even
On whatever you on twin
We outside right
Ain fucking no broke bitch
But I might see what that head like
Shawtyweebaby
I still be dripping the latest
Designer on me and my baby
Fuck the the hoe first night
Ain doing no waiting
On all these drugs
Still ain't no patient
I wanna bad bitch
With fake titties and real ass
Gave me head and asked me how was it
Ain nut so it was real bad
Fly as hell
Got real swag
Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag
Lost the pack it made me real mad
Fa 24 you get some real gas
Writer(s): Auwin Phillips, Jamichael Robinson, Jesse Anderson
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