fuck gay rights - 1oneam lyrics
[intro]
huh, yeah
yeah (f*ck), hah
let’s go, huh
d*mn, d*mn (f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?), d*mn, d*mn
blah, let’s go, bleh, haha, let’s go, huh
[chorus]
huh, ayy, too many hoes, can’t f*ck that ho (can’t f*ck that ho)
i’m sitting back, i’m smoking on dope (smoking on dope)
no invite then we kickin’ yo’ door (ha, haha)
i*i’m in the trap and i’m f*ckin’ yo’ ho, ayy
slimin’ yo’ mans, boy, how did that go?
young zen, i’m too high and these n*ggas be cold (haha)
wipin’ his nose like i’m catchin’ a cold
that is our game, boy, he breakin’ the code
crib too big, why they gotta get cold?
f*ck with these n*ggas but i’m like, “h*ll, no”
these n*ggas g*y, i don’t f*ck with them bros (yeah)
sit back in the crib and i’m countin’ my dough
hey, yeah, come on, lil’ bae, i don’t trip (i don’t trip)
make me some racks and my b*tch on a trip
shе wanna come f*ck, come suck the d*ck
i hit that pay thеn i’m hittin’ that l!ck (hit that pay, go, go)
[verse]
woo, ayy, you not a day one, you’ll get none
i’m seeing racks and sh*t to the sun
sippin’ on red, i’m sippin’ on blood (woo, woo)
you not my gang, you can’t hit this blunt
i need my racks so let’s keep it blunt
he keep the drac’ now he think he tough
ayy, benz truck, n*gga, i don’t chase that ho (chase that ho)
poke it, smoke, get high, dope, ayy
blow me a rack then i make two more
pockets they fat, pockets not sumo (woo)
b*tch, i got ten racks, yeah, ooh, no (woo)
who is that n*gga? bro like, “who knows?”
that b*tch for the team, she f*ckin’ yo’ bro
don’t f*ck with a white ho, don’t f*ck with the snow
[chorus]
play with that ho, can’t f*ck that ho (can’t f*ck with that ho)
i’m sittin’ back and i’m smoking on dope (smoking on dope)
no invite then we kickin’ yo’ door (ha, haha)
i*i’m in the trap and i’m f*ckin’ yo’ ho, ayy
slimin’ yo’ mans, boy, how did that go?
young zen, i’m too high and these n*ggas be cold (haha)
wipin’ his nose like i’m catchin’ a cold
that is our game, boy, he breakin’ the code
crib too big, why they gotta get cold
f*ck with these n*ggas but i’m like, “h*ll, no”
these n*ggas g*y, i don’t f*ck with them bros (yeah)
sit back in the crib and i’m countin’ my dough
hey, yeah, come on, lil’ bae, i don’t trip (i don’t trip)
make me some racks and my b*tch on a trip
she wanna come f*ck, come suck the d*ck
i hit that pay then i’m hittin’ that l!ck (i hit that pay)
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