Skeet N Leave

[Chorus] Fuck on a bitch, she fan, hit from the back, do damage (Woah, woah) The head from out of this world, the pussy on another planet (Woah, woah) Yeah, I skeet and leave Fuck up her makeup and pull on her weave Face down, ass up, she couldn't breath My dick in her mouth, now she can't speak [Verse 1] I don't get attached, facts She getting sick, yeah, bitch need a vax I'm landin' in Cabo, I'm back on the map I tap in, she pull up whenever I'm back My brodie stay strapped He play the block, dominating like Shaq I say the word, I think he might attack He done caught a few bodiеs, could tell by the tats Her timе on demon, look in her eyes She tryna fuck on whoever supplying You ain't 'bout to run it up, bitch, stop trying You ain't got a hundred in the bank, stop lying [Chorus] Fuck on a bitch, she fan, hit from the back, do damage (Woah, woah) The head from out of this world, the pussy on another planet (Woah, woah) Yeah, I skeet and leave Fuck up her makeup and pull on her weave Face down, ass up, she couldn't breath My dick in her mouth, now she can't speak [Verse 2] Fuck on that bitch from the back Shoot up the block, now that nigga get splat I rep the slatt I'm in the back with a motherfuckin' strap I put my town on the map I know he pussy, he turn to a cat (Bitch) Uh, return of the mack I got your bitch on my app Took this shit to the moon Bad bitch tryna get loose Tell my opp I ain't calling no truce I'm in LA and I'm ridin' in the coupe [Chorus] Fuck on a bitch, she fan, hit from the back, do damage (Woah, woah) The head from out of this world, the pussy on another planet (Woah, woah) Yeah, I skeet and leave Fuck up her makeup and pull on her weave Face down, ass up, she couldn't breath My dick in her mouth, now she can't speak [Interlude] Boy, you nasty, you— What the fuck type of nigga is you? Nigga, what the fuck? [Bridge] Yeah, yeah Let's have sex Let's have sex, uh Let's have sex, yeah Let's have sex, yeah [Verse 3] Let's have sex Shorty like, "Let's have sex" Fuck her, then I fuck her friend next I been ballin' like I'm cuttin' up the net Got an actress, fuck her on set She the best secret ever kept Yeah, all my opps done vanished Got a bad bitch speak Spanish I'm high, I don't care about landing Fuck her from the back, she damaged Yeah, yeah [Verse 4] Turn up your block for my dogs If it's beef, then we all get involved I rep YSL, yeah, that's the squad Shorty treat me like my name was God [Verse 5] She tryna keep up like I'm a Kardashian She wanna geek up, pop one, then I'm mashin' it If I fuck on your bitch, then it wasn't on accident She give me head in the sky when I'm travelling Mile high club Fuck one time, ho, don't fall in love Beat on her box and I put on the gloves Catch me with 12, I'm right out the club Got primetime real estate Yeah, rose gold Cartier She off Percocets and Chardonnay And her ass get to movin' like pardon me I was just hungry, bitch, this is not a date And my brother push pounds like he lifting weights And I came a long way up from Section 8 I mean, look at the chain, they gotta hate