Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maximus Bradford
Songwriter
Lyrics
Mm, yeah, yeah, what the fuck they on
Why the fuck these niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why the fuck these niggas takin' .5s of the green
Why the fuck these bitches on my phone actin' so so mean
Why the fuck is she tryna snatch me off my Evisu jeans
Why the fuck a cougar tryna fuck I told her I'm a teen
Why the fuck these niggas thinkin' that they hard but they like bottom tier
You think your bitch like a ten, but she like goblin tier
I know that you scared of the dark, all the goblins here
Goin' around the street, you better run, don't do joggin' here
Why the fuck my pants so tight with the bands in em
Why the fuck my ring so tight, wash my hands with em
Why the fuck the blue stuck on me, do my dance with em
Why the fuck you come by yourself, bring your friends with em
Why the fuck she actin' like an innocent lil' hoe
Why the fuck she tryna act like she wasn't fuckin' on bro
Why the fuck they tryna brag, and my boy go up the sco'
Why the fuck these niggas mad? Huh, I don't even know
Yes I do, bitch I make some money, then throw at you
Yeah that lil' hoe she gon' bless me, I ain't have to say achoo
Bitch I'm number one, I know I'm that shit like number two
Bitch you bad as fuck, missionary or I'm under you
She gon' ride me like a motherfuckin' Harley with it
Big blunts makin' music, you would think I'm with the Marley's with it
Alpha, Bravo, I'm smokin' in the Charlie's with it
Bitch I'm jumpin' off the top rope, I got the Hardys with it
Niggas postin' blicks on they stories, but they hardly with it
It's a push to start, but it's a red key with a car key in it
Bad bitch got some fat ass, better park me in it
Why the fuck I keep the hollow, ay
Why the fuck I keep tryna do this flow, let's switch it up
Niggas talkin' bout the money, and his bank don't get enough
That yo man's money that you postin' with you flickin' up
He want a song or a heartagram, but that boy he not big enough
They tryna study what I do, tryna see how I been movin
I don't really like to do this shit, I'm doin' what I'm doin
I don't give a fuck about your dream, baby, keep pursuin
I'ma do the opposite of what they say to keep em' booing
Yeah, I like my feels, but I really love my haters more
I love hoes with the niggas, huh, cause I'ma take your hoe
And I'ma break your hoe, and I'm not fakin', bro
I'm the hardest nigga ho, it's no mistakin', bro
Writer(s): Maximus Bradford
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