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Damn Lil Fckbwoy, man, you know that I be killin' shit
It's a producer named Fckbwoy
Eight AM in the stu and we moving like vamps
Like, remember them days when the shawties ain't give me no chances, yea
Laugh to the bank and you know I be countin up bands, yea
Remember I was talking bout love, now I'm talking advances, yea
Now she wanna
She wanna go on a date, I ain't even romantic
She want me get in her ribs, want me get in her panty
Sorry lil baby, I gotta go get me a Grammy
Huh like"how I get lucky?" they wonder like how did I do that? like
Niggas gon' copy the swag, niggas gon' copy the durag, like
Now she wanna touch on my chain, wanna feel on the crewneck
She wanna feel on the crewneck, she wanna feel on the crew
Baby it's Gv, I'm tryna see what it
Baby it's Gv, I'm tryna see what it do
Eat me up, treat me like some food
She wanna float like it's if we on the moon
She like how Mulaman got plenty
I'ma make a million from a penny
Make my mama proud like Penny
Fuck it, baby pour me up some Henny
I got a white bitch, she cringy, hey
Like why are you watching me? Stop binging
I beat the pussy up, now the bitch limping
I got so many hoes, I gotta start pimping, woah
I be outside with FB and Gvllithree like we siblings
Woah I just might pull up with two bad bitches, you know that they kissing, yea
Me and the guys on top, I'm bursting your bubble
Like, they ain't I ain't team, bitch get in the huddle