GB NxtDoor - art hoes.

Art hoe want me to
Paint her a picture
Bad bitch
Silhouette
I'm in love with her figure
I tell her that the world is hers
I tell her that the world is hers
It's your world
And I'm just a resident
Graveyard pockets
My shit full of dead presidents
Choke her when I fuck her
She say she love that
Aggressive shit
If she want it
I'm a give it to her it's no issue
Counting up
Snotty nose I might need a tissue
Nonchalant nigga
Won't give these bitches
No reaction
Ups on a nigga
The way we delivering caskets
Hope he don't think that
He tuff we uh turn him into
A has been
Bad ass bitch she on my blocklist
Had to cut her off
She was starting to get toxic
Hella stars in the roof
And it's starting to
Make me nauseous
Opposition
It be cupid
On his head it's a target
Art hoes
I'm so sick of art hoes
Art hoes
I'm so sick of art hoes
I tell her that the world is hers
I tell her that the world is hers
Oxycotton all in her cup
It's over flowing
She finna drown in that cup
We should drown
In our love
But the only thing on my mind
Is a dollar
She calling me daddy
Like she grew up without
A father
I grew up a shyguy
Bitch I feel like Splick
I feel like Tyso
In the motherfucking paint
I can't miss
I feel like Davo A.C
Ice cold,my wrist
Cook shit up like AngelGrails
These niggas they
Be lame as hell
I'm in this bitch raising hell
I feel like Splick
Em
I'm in yo bitch dm
And she giving me conversation
What huh
I be alone, Isolation
Bitch to the top, elevation
Art hoes
I'm so sick of art hoes
Art hoes
Reading bitches like a barcode
I'm really sick art hoes
I'm so sick of art hoes

Written by:
Grant Bell

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