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asshole - future lyrics

[intro]
dj escomoecity
*b*tch in her assh0l*, ain’t got no problems with getting my cash flow
f*ck a b*tch in her assh0l*
ain’t got no problems getting my cash flow
f*ck a b*tch in her assh0l*
i ain’t got no problem with getting my cash flow
f*ck a b*tch in her assh0l*
ain’t got no problems with getting my cash flow
f*ck a b*tch in her assh0l*
[verse 1]
f*ck around turn into rambo
got a .223 in a lambo
i’m doing the digital dash, i’m dropping a bag, i bought her some titties and ass
i wanna smash on the baddest
sniping it off ain’t boutta let sh*t pass
we doing whatever we wanna, we going wherever we wanna, we f*ck who we wanna
f*ck on her sister, her mom, and her cousin, her friеnds, and i sell dope to her brothеr
that ain’t my hoe, seen her at a show, hit it one time and gave it to the gutter
they get to stuttering, they get to slipping and falling as soon as they seen that cutter
she’s a little thot hoe she look like she loose, and i f*ck her one time and she think she boujee
turning that hoe up ain’t no problem, giving that coca in it to you
take a lil’ ecstasy, give it to you
mollies and perkies i’m giving it to you
perkies and birkins give it to you
perkies and birkins give it to you
bought a few guns, imma give it to you
got a loaded clip and give it to you
canary yellow like winnie the pooh
gotta go smash this b*tch i choose
i’m getting my green like massachusetts
all of this jewelry, these b*tches seduced
i told her pick up the pack and drop it off, then that’s what she do (yeah)

[chorus]
i charge for a finesse, i charge for a finesse (yeah, yeah)
i took the b*tch out to jets i give the b*tch a lil’ check (yeah, yeah)
she gotta donate the neck, she gotta give me respect (yeah, yeah)
these n*ggas ain’t no threats, these n*ggas just some pests (yeah, yeah)
i send a bad one at an opp and make ’em fetch (yeah, yeah)
after them shooters hit your top they f*ck your b*tch (yeah, yeah)
these n*ggas grimey, these n*ggas slimey, known for playing for keep
these n*ggas count it and and count it up ’till the money machine go beep
[verse 2]
soon as the money machine went beep i sn*tched a patek phillipe
only time i call your freak is 4 am, i’m geekin’
i just took a pink pill, been geeked up for two weeks
i just f*cked some pink p*ssy and gave it to the streets
i was gonna keep it fugazi with her but she done blowed my brains
she didn’t tell n0body about it, i gotta give her a chain
confidential p*ssy the best, i gotta keep ’em drainin’
i had to cut a few hoes off for whispering out my name
i can’t be slipping and falling that’s like slipping on a sh*ll
she never f*cked on a percocet, i knew she was gonna tell
she wanted some in her nose, yeah, and i’m young tony snow
she so f*cking freaky, made me f*ck her with my toes
(ugh) sh*t, i did it, d*mn i did it, you know i did it (yeah, yeah)
you know d*mn right i hit it i bust a nut and did it (yeah, yeah)
i took me a adderall and poured codeine on her titties (yeah, yeah)
i can’t do no sucker sh*t, i’m finessing, you thinking of cuffing a b*tch
i can’t even love a b*tch i need to see a therapist
i can let you suck me off and turn you to a celebrity
heard about it, it was right on a blog (pluto)
f*ck your b*tch like a dog
she wasn’t important, i swapped her out with another broad (yeah, yeah)

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