Johansen - average

Bad bitch
Told my niggas, she a bad bitch
I told my niggas, she ain't average
I drop a bag on her now they talk mad shit
Yea, I'm wearing Vivi in the east
Kneeling on me, I'm the priest
I buy new forces when they crease
(Do you miss me?)
Not the least
I'm stacking bread, I'm stacking yeast
Me and my niggas gon skrt
And I pulled up, told her "what's the word?"
All this money, it's looking absurd
Yea my niggas flockin' like some brr brr
Yea my niggas flockin' like some birds
Off a yerky, yea I'm feeling geeked
She want fuck, saying I'm the shit
Yea I told her, I ain't even peaked
And she saying "Average ain't for me"
And I told her "Yea baby me neither"
Dirty cup, getting no cleaner
Wok in the faygo, coffee creamer
And I told her "Vivi is my demeanor"
Stacking blue bills, it don't get greener
Yea, I'm off the Wok
Swear I'm awake but I feel like I'm dreaming
My words are slurred, yea I thought I was screaming
Trust nobody, these niggas be scheming
Bad bitch all in my bed and she creamin'
Bad bitch, worried when she see me leanin'
Yea, way too many sticks
Yea, way too many poles
Yea, all my niggas hit
Yea, way too many hoes
Yea, stacking bread and chips
I swear that I can't go Keto
What I say that's a veto
Drain me up like mosquito
Bad bitch
Told my niggas, she a bad bitch
I told my niggas, she ain't average
I drop a bag on her now they talk mad shit
Yea, I'm wearing Vivi in the east
Kneeling on me, I'm the priest
I buy new forces when they crease
(Do you miss me?)
Not the least
I'm stacking bread, I'm stacking yeast
Me and my niggas gon skrt
And I pulled up, told her "what's the word?"
All this money, it's looking absurd
Yea my niggas flockin' like some brr brr

Written by:
Johansen Reyes

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