Dirty Dell - Say Cheese

Your bitch love the way that my earrings can dangle
I’m married to smoke lil bitch I ain't single
Kurt angle I got it on lock like an ankle
If niggas is trippin I get it untangled
She said I ain’t shit but it takes two to tango
If we the new slaves then you fuckin with Django
Hypland hoodie same color as mango
Asked why my eye red, bitch cause I’m Kano
Asked if I want mouth, pussy, or anal
Bitch I need all the above like Maino
Slurring my words like I poured up a faygo
Cleaning my pipe so I call the bitch draino
My aim though got laser beam focus
Don’t try to save me ‘cause I’m hopeless
She into me cause I’m light skin with a couple tattoos so I know the bitch bogus
This bitch pussy taste like a Lotus
This intercourse fucked up my focus
She know I ain’t shit but her boyfriend a bitch so she gon act like she don’t notice
She fascinated with the flow
So she be on my page on the low
Until her nigga goes through her phone
Now I’m blocked by some hoes I don’t know
This just a cycle my nigga
Your bitch is a psycho my nigga
She said I used her so the bitch used you so I guess she recycled my nigga
These hoes got you stifled my nigga
I might cop a rifle my nigga
I got her spread eagle with her tongue out just ‘cause my middle name Michael my nigga
You niggas is frightful, my nigga
And I’m nothing like you, my nigga
You niggas is pussy, I hit up my bitch and I’m having her fight you, my nigga
My nigga
My nigga
(Yeah) I just came for bitches don’t come at me on now Ed shit
Fist balled up, like I’m off the Red Dead bitch
You ain’t even know you was a op then you get read bitch
Yeah it’s little ROCKit I came back on the tec shit
In a spaceship
What I’m laced with
Nike SB
These hoes wanna play with my ball wanna ESPY
Lesby-in bitch in Indiana text me
Fly her out, she ain't with the business, uh, check please
(Check , Check Gimme that Check, check)
Check please, yeah I need that check please
Tec ROCKit flying over jet seas
And I got kicks I kick shit like I’m Jet Lee
They will tec me
Look up to my troops I say aten me
Tell that bitch please do not tempt me
(Hello)
I’m in the storefront but I ain’t buying shit
Jumpman, I’m on the billboard my mama crying and shit
That ain’t a Flex that’s real life shit
I’m fucking your ex she got real nice tits
I intercept like my name Mike Vick
I popped on the gram I don’t even like pics
I picked the phone like Hello
Do better in my hood like Melo
I ball with my brother like Gelo
You niggas is corny like kettle
Yeah Yeah, blue fit but the necklace is yellow
Bitch I’m off the chain I don’t peddle
My niggas is felons they kennel
I need me a Jenner like Kendall

Written by:
Candell Shaffer

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