goofy bitch

Dont hit my line about that nigga , I'm trynna chase these figures , all between my legs he given me the shivers your nigga is your nigga so I ain't really trippn running from the dick like I'm in the Olympics all up in my guts like he catching feelings bussing back to back I dont want no dealings you say he taking care of home he keep me straight to so why df you mad baby girl I'm confused a nigga gone be a nigga and a dog gone be a dog you should tamed baby boy you took his collar off you talking bout some smoke hoe get a backwood when he all up in this pussy he grip this ass good he say he from the hood he ain't got no mind ion understand why you my line you doing all this crying telling me he lying u need to check ur nigga sis cause he ain't even mine I had to boss up on my ex he was doing the same shit he be thinking with his dick I'm not that type of bitch that nigga making u sick cause u stressing bout a bitch you losing weight and shit you wanna argue its irrelevant go suck that nigga dick when I'm bored I'll hit his line hell never stop fuckn with the kid he want me to have his baby you claim u his main lady hoe u a crybaby you got me on your mind I got you going crazy matter fact I'm bout to hit him up now u mad and I dont give a fuck oh yeah u need to get a tummy tuck if you need a friend let's run this money up I dont have time for no fake beef bitch I eat beef this the industry