CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : OH SHIT!
Maxo
Mathiastyner
Ayy, back the f**k up for I spray with my thingy thing
N***a I'm Trendy my eyes is on lingy ling
I’m off the top like the cap on my water
I created n***as I'm practically father
B*t*h I got b*t*hes on top of these memes
You think n***as real but it ain't what it seems
I used to be lame back when I was a teen
But I’m finna dip and go focus on green
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Back the f**k up, b*t*h
That's my b*t*h, boy, you late
I don't want my ex, b*t*h I'm rich
Now I'm straight
I'm rich, now I'm straight
I f**k your b*t*h then I dip out the gate (listen)
F**k that lil hoe from the back, now she limping
I would've kept that to myself
But I’m Christian
Y’all n***as kiss all the hoes I be hitting
Just gimme one night with your b*t*h and I'm tricking
So why do y’all fall for that trap, tripping
Why do y'all fall for that trap, crickets
I get what I want from whoever
She eat it, gon' pay me her money or pay me a visit
She didn't have bread so she came to the back of the room
And she ate on my d**k like a biscuit
Damn
She used to be on your team
But now she on my roster
Like n***a she traded
You and your crew know I do what I do
Now my kids in her stomach like n***a we made it
(Thanks Ugly God, Thanks Ugly God)
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Back the f**k up, b*t*h
That’s my b*t*h, boy, you late
I don't want my ex, b*t*h I'm rich
Now I'm straight
Shut the f**k up and just drop the neck
After we done who is topping next
B*t*h my name Trendy put d**k in her keister
Hop off my d**k like a bunny on Easter
Done with these wonky a** funky a** n***as
I slept with your b*t*h, why she taking a picture
Ain't hit that b*t*h in a minute I miss her
She say that my nut really mix with that liquor
I might just f**k on my best friend lil sister
I'm ignorant plus I got bodies like stifler
She just a fan but she can't take a picture with me and my n***as for Snapchat or Insta
You ain't on sh*t like a laxative
She like my d**k cause my money on maximum, huh
Pack in the mail? I'm taxin' em
Put all my hoes in a line and you know that I'm waxin' em
N***a
Mathiastyner
Ayy, back the f**k up for I spray with my thingy thing
N***a I'm Trendy my eyes is on lingy ling
I’m off the top like the cap on my water
I created n***as I'm practically father
B*t*h I got b*t*hes on top of these memes
You think n***as real but it ain't what it seems
I used to be lame back when I was a teen
But I’m finna dip and go focus on green
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Back the f**k up, b*t*h
That's my b*t*h, boy, you late
I don't want my ex, b*t*h I'm rich
Now I'm straight
I'm rich, now I'm straight
I f**k your b*t*h then I dip out the gate (listen)
F**k that lil hoe from the back, now she limping
I would've kept that to myself
But I’m Christian
Y’all n***as kiss all the hoes I be hitting
Just gimme one night with your b*t*h and I'm tricking
So why do y’all fall for that trap, tripping
Why do y'all fall for that trap, crickets
I get what I want from whoever
She eat it, gon' pay me her money or pay me a visit
She didn't have bread so she came to the back of the room
And she ate on my d**k like a biscuit
Damn
She used to be on your team
But now she on my roster
Like n***a she traded
You and your crew know I do what I do
Now my kids in her stomach like n***a we made it
(Thanks Ugly God, Thanks Ugly God)
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Ayy, oh sh*t
Who is that b*t*h? I think that I want her
Back the f**k up, b*t*h
That’s my b*t*h, boy, you late
I don't want my ex, b*t*h I'm rich
Now I'm straight
Shut the f**k up and just drop the neck
After we done who is topping next
B*t*h my name Trendy put d**k in her keister
Hop off my d**k like a bunny on Easter
Done with these wonky a** funky a** n***as
I slept with your b*t*h, why she taking a picture
Ain't hit that b*t*h in a minute I miss her
She say that my nut really mix with that liquor
I might just f**k on my best friend lil sister
I'm ignorant plus I got bodies like stifler
She just a fan but she can't take a picture with me and my n***as for Snapchat or Insta
You ain't on sh*t like a laxative
She like my d**k cause my money on maximum, huh
Pack in the mail? I'm taxin' em
Put all my hoes in a line and you know that I'm waxin' em
N***a
