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Ay ooh ya
Throw that bitch in the air ooh ya
Ay
Hit that bitch ooh ya
Ay
Dealin with a heart break
So we gettin loud smokin og cookie strains
Betty said she like me, i don't think she feel the same
And i'm feeling pain
So i smoke more
But i feel the same ima hit the liquor store
People don't know me, bitch i got lore
I got tears i got blood they all mixing in my pores
Swear to god, what you said, i was thinkin on the floor
Swear to god, what you said, i was gonna explode
Under my bed i got bottles of vodka
And on my desk, swear to god i got more
When i wake up it get loud like choppas
Evеry single night swear to god i drink more
Morе, more-more
Why the fuck she gotta pay attention to me?
Now i'm in luh this the shit i can’t be
I'm too dumb that's the thing about me
I'm too young that's the thing about me
Guess i'm still a jit, that’s the thing about me
I'ma go outside ima go smoke trees
I'ma make a song ima go count cheese
Shoutout me & tropes yeah we always on c
I don't like that bitch cus she always on v
I don't like that bitch cus she always on me
I don't like that bitch yea she never say please
I don't like these hoes that's my expertise
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
Yeah
Ay
Keep on countin gross
It go down, it goes
Just like dominoes
Down, it touch your toes
Do you feel the lows?
Cus i feel the lows
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
{slow}
Ay ooh ya
Throw that bitch in the air ooh ya
Ay
Hit that bitch ooh ya
Ay
Dealin with a heart break
So we gettin loud smokin og cookie strains
Betty said she like me, i don't think she feel the same
And i'm feeling pain
So i smoke more
But i feel the same ima hit the liquor store
People don't know me, bitch i got lore
I got tears i got blood they all mixing in my pores
Swear to god, what you said, i was thinkin on the floor
Swear to god, what you said, i was gonna explode
Under my bed i got bottles of vodka
And on my desk, swear to god i got more
When i wake up it get loud like choppas
Every single night swear to god i drink more
More, more-more
Why the fuck she gotta pay attention to me?
Now i'm in luh this the shit i can’t be
I'm too dumb that's the thing about me
I'm too young that's the thing about me
Guess i'm still a jit, that’s the thing about me
I'ma go outside ima go smoke trees
I'ma make a song ima go count cheese
Shoutout me & tropes yeah we always on c
I don't like that bitch cus she always on v
I don't like that bitch cus she always on me
I don't like that bitch yea she never say please
I don't like these hoes that's my expertise
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
Yeah
Ay
Keep on countin gross
It go down, it goes
Just like dominoes
Down, it touch your toes
Do you feel the lows?
Cus i feel the lows
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
Throw that bitch in the air ooh ya
Ay
Hit that bitch ooh ya
Ay
Dealin with a heart break
So we gettin loud smokin og cookie strains
Betty said she like me, i don't think she feel the same
And i'm feeling pain
So i smoke more
But i feel the same ima hit the liquor store
People don't know me, bitch i got lore
I got tears i got blood they all mixing in my pores
Swear to god, what you said, i was thinkin on the floor
Swear to god, what you said, i was gonna explode
Under my bed i got bottles of vodka
And on my desk, swear to god i got more
When i wake up it get loud like choppas
Evеry single night swear to god i drink more
Morе, more-more
Why the fuck she gotta pay attention to me?
Now i'm in luh this the shit i can’t be
I'm too dumb that's the thing about me
I'm too young that's the thing about me
Guess i'm still a jit, that’s the thing about me
I'ma go outside ima go smoke trees
I'ma make a song ima go count cheese
Shoutout me & tropes yeah we always on c
I don't like that bitch cus she always on v
I don't like that bitch cus she always on me
I don't like that bitch yea she never say please
I don't like these hoes that's my expertise
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
Yeah
Ay
Keep on countin gross
It go down, it goes
Just like dominoes
Down, it touch your toes
Do you feel the lows?
Cus i feel the lows
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
{slow}
Ay ooh ya
Throw that bitch in the air ooh ya
Ay
Hit that bitch ooh ya
Ay
Dealin with a heart break
So we gettin loud smokin og cookie strains
Betty said she like me, i don't think she feel the same
And i'm feeling pain
So i smoke more
But i feel the same ima hit the liquor store
People don't know me, bitch i got lore
I got tears i got blood they all mixing in my pores
Swear to god, what you said, i was thinkin on the floor
Swear to god, what you said, i was gonna explode
Under my bed i got bottles of vodka
And on my desk, swear to god i got more
When i wake up it get loud like choppas
Every single night swear to god i drink more
More, more-more
Why the fuck she gotta pay attention to me?
Now i'm in luh this the shit i can’t be
I'm too dumb that's the thing about me
I'm too young that's the thing about me
Guess i'm still a jit, that’s the thing about me
I'ma go outside ima go smoke trees
I'ma make a song ima go count cheese
Shoutout me & tropes yeah we always on c
I don't like that bitch cus she always on v
I don't like that bitch cus she always on me
I don't like that bitch yea she never say please
I don't like these hoes that's my expertise
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
I don't like these hoes
Yeah
Ay
Keep on countin gross
It go down, it goes
Just like dominoes
Down, it touch your toes
Do you feel the lows?
Cus i feel the lows
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
Tell me yes or no
Please i gotta know
