[Verse 1: Skimane]
Look at the hairs on my knucks, look at the hairs on my knucks
Crystals in that junk, you gon get high as f**
Flying just like Kendrick, but you gon be alright
Bruh don't even trip, you gon take this flight
And we gon, bag one or two of these broads
My n***as can make the hoe come out of nothing I swear to God
I done seen it happen, I ain't even rapping
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But my girl from the South and she sound like it
Turn 'round, a** round like it
She country like Arkansas
And she cook her a** off, learned it from her grandma
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They ain't got nuthin' on ya
They ain't got nuthin' on ya
They ain't got nuthin' on her
None these hoes ain't got nuthin' on ya
Always showing that you're very loyal
Keep it up and it'll get ya spoiled
You shouldn't trip when other b**hes lovin'
'Cause them hoes ain't got nuthin' on ya
[Verse 2: Word Play]
Been talking to this chick since the end of last summer
Brain hella dumb and that a** is even dumber
Thinking I ain't got no b**hes, boy you gotta be a fool
I been taking n***as b**hes way back in high school
Took her from some n***a, talking 'bout ion get no broads
Smart, funny, loyal, baby girl ain't got no flaws
She came to my place, leggings on with no draws
Always down to f** and we always breaking laws
Smoking weed, public f**ing, doggy style I got her cumming
She'd rather chill and drink instead of doing all that clubbing
Baby girl a trap queen as cliche as that sounds
And if you talking to my chick then imma let loose 80 rounds
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