words. Hitmaka. Oh, I see. Girl, you out here tryna be my wifey. I'ma eat that pussy like it's ice cream. Bet you ain't met a nigga like me. No need to say what I been through. He already know what
Intro French Montana, Doja Cat. (Pooh, you a fool for this one). (Hitmaka) (Go, Grizz). Montana, yeah. Chorus Doja Cat, French Montana, Saweetie. You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch (Haan
Nashe might just pop. It on a handstand. Hitmaka. Right Now Sound. I'm the *. I know I'm the *. Yeah I'm super lit. If you don't buy me. What I want I'ma throw a fit. I'm the *. I know I'm
words. Montana. Right Now Sound, (Woah). Hitmaka!. Sound!. I know you want my free time. I know that we don't play, play, play, play. I'm walking on a thin line. I'm hoping that it break, break
