grey sweatpants - fuego thots lyrics
aim to misbehave, i’ll take this sh-t to the grave
all these hoes riding my wave, we go to the club to rave
look at my caboose, this -ss is on the loose
he’s tryna feed me juice, i ain’t makin’ an excuse
makin’ sure he isn’t [?]
dumb b-tch juice goin’ crazy, it made less lazy
try not to let it faze me, i’m lookin’ up to jay-z
i used to drive a chevy, now i whip in my bentley
’cause i saved up all my pennies
get in the back, you lookin’ like a snack
when he see that -ss, he don’t know how to act
he havin’ an attack but he have a six pack
we got big racks ’cause we make sick tracks
i gotta relax, count my money by the stacks
i’m just statin’ facts, i don’t pay no tax
i’ma p-ss my pants, i don’t need implants
he make me wanna dance when he wearin’ grey sweatpants
these hoes ain’t got me trippin’, they see me la livin’
y’all won’t catch me slippin’ ’cause i’m out here chillin’
these b-tches wanna be me, they all stare when they see me
yeah, my b-tch is dreamy and my dumb b-tch juice is creamy
don’t hit me up if you’re a snake, i don’t mess around with fakes
fuego thots got the cake, we do extra squats in case
we’re the trithoterites, our -sses are dignified
the bouncer lets us in, but your b-tch has to stay outside
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