Fraleyy - Fuck Dat Hoe (feat. b4amg)

Bad bitch she a libra she gon eat me up like lion
ARP gon knock him down lil nigga why you keep on trying
Scorin like I'm Kobe nigga I am flying
I got stars all over my damn l like nigga I'm Orion
Uh, bad bitch give me some neck
My niggas pull up and they came with a tec
And shout out to fraleyy you know we up next
And I told that bitch I just want some sex
Sike! nigga I just want the neck
Got a bitch from the south and she stay up in Tex
She stay in Houston she play with with my rocket
She giving me brain I can't tell her to stop it
And you know it's AMG
Bad lil foreign bitch she suck my dick and I'm like please
Got that nigga running yeah he looking like fraleyy
Bad bitch she like kapernick the way she on her knees
Huh nigga you thought I was done
Got a ARP go duh duh duh duh
I feel like I'm Booker got too many sons
Got a bad lil bitch she gon swallow my huh ew
Shout out to fraleyy we up
Got a G-19 you better go duck
I wanna check no Nike
Bad lil foreign bitch wanna be wifey
Uh yeah
She wanna be wifey
Fuck on that bitch in the back seat
Niggas like smiley
Niggas can't touch me
Yeah
Niggas they callin me fraleyy
Fuck on yo bitch she suck on the daily
Uh
Suck on my shit got me feelin so lazy
Bitches wit me and these bitches so crazy
Bitch what do you see
It's just me not you an me
Fraleyy a baller I know that you see
Me and you just not gone be
I got the money you livin for free
Plenty of fishes is livin in sea
Ain't spendin no money bitch you is a 3
Sorry I said it bitch you is a 3
Fraleyy
Let's go
Sorry I said it this bitch is a 3
She want some money bitch get a degree
Fuck you just bitch ain't fuckin wit feet
Uh
I do not love you like that
Sorry bitch that is just facts
Amg runnin up racks
Fuck her up pull on her tracks
Fraleyy just live in the back
Nightwolf runnin the track
Ghost he whisper like that
Obi trenchin like that
Key he runnin like that
Ray he runnin wit snacks
Sorry that is the max
Gotta keep flowin like that
Nigga you lookin like zach
Bad lil bitch wanna fuck uh but she ridin wit rats
She had a big ole booty yeah yeah that shit lookin so fat
Pocket rocket in her face bitch, what you gone do wit that
Fraleyy you livin like that
Money up runnin wit racks
Just like amg check no Nike how you feelin bout that
I gotta get back to snap on these bitches
Bitches on me but these bitches like riches
Flowin so holy but I am not Morty
Rick in this bitch and I'm fuckin wit shorties
Snap and I snap on the track
Got a lil bitch in the back
Fraleyy you livin that
Lil bitch ima Leo but I won't say so I can hit you from back
I got the money wit me bitch I lied how you feelin bout that

Written by:
Ameer Fraley, Joshua Jeffrey

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