CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Affairs
Can’t f**k with these n***as and that’s no discussion
You’ll n***as sleep on me off that robatusion
My girl got a gun and that b*t*h will speak Russian
These n***as ain’t hard they just internet thuggin
I be counting money like my n***a f**k it
If you got a problem i got a d**k suck it
If you think what it is then it is what it wasn’t can’t stand next to me cuz you not in my budget
Member them night where a n***a was poor
I started rapping cuz I wanted more
Come in this b*t*h like i bust down a door
f**king the game up until it is sore
My n***as gorillas you gon hear em roar
Doing my sh*t like it’s a f**king chore
Dorthy is not in Kansas anymore
f**k what you giving me I’m wanting more
Loyal to the game but i have a confession
I had an affair with Ben frank and Tom Jеfferson
Sorry I cheat I nevеr Learn my lesson
Ben frank looked to thick so he had my ass stressing
I’m praying to god I thank him for my blessings
I’m going hard I promise no more resting
Promised my girl and my daughter no stressing
So u wanna learn sit down class is in session
Number 2 pencil b*t*h who is you testing
If i am the bad guy well my n***a f**k it
I’m in love with the beef and all that lettuce
So if u say get em im aiming where head is
Look in my eyes and you see they the reddest
These n***as ain’t real they just all punt faking
And that’s coming from someone who got his b*t*h taken
But you can keep her I don’t even need her
Rolling up baseball blunts like derick jeeter
I’m a go getter n***a ima eater
Spitting that fire sh*t don’t need a heater
I’m puffing on gas y’all n***as smoking reefer
If it was the 90s I would need a beeper
Lean to the side cuz my pocket got knots
My money so big that it travel in clots
I stunt like my daddy shout out to my pops
Call me the thing my skin wanting some rocks
You boys are rowdy it’s time for the box
Home run on these b*t*hes like I’m the Red Sox
Someone get Kodak cuz these n***as flock
Applying that pressure but really just talk
Michael Jackson b*t*h beat it don’t talk
These n***as all sweet like Chinese chicken wok
f**k n***a put yo money where you talk
I’m like a broke condom n***a ima pop
You’ll n***as sleep on me off that robatusion
My girl got a gun and that b*t*h will speak Russian
These n***as ain’t hard they just internet thuggin
I be counting money like my n***a f**k it
If you got a problem i got a d**k suck it
If you think what it is then it is what it wasn’t can’t stand next to me cuz you not in my budget
Member them night where a n***a was poor
I started rapping cuz I wanted more
Come in this b*t*h like i bust down a door
f**king the game up until it is sore
My n***as gorillas you gon hear em roar
Doing my sh*t like it’s a f**king chore
Dorthy is not in Kansas anymore
f**k what you giving me I’m wanting more
Loyal to the game but i have a confession
I had an affair with Ben frank and Tom Jеfferson
Sorry I cheat I nevеr Learn my lesson
Ben frank looked to thick so he had my ass stressing
I’m praying to god I thank him for my blessings
I’m going hard I promise no more resting
Promised my girl and my daughter no stressing
So u wanna learn sit down class is in session
Number 2 pencil b*t*h who is you testing
If i am the bad guy well my n***a f**k it
I’m in love with the beef and all that lettuce
So if u say get em im aiming where head is
Look in my eyes and you see they the reddest
These n***as ain’t real they just all punt faking
And that’s coming from someone who got his b*t*h taken
But you can keep her I don’t even need her
Rolling up baseball blunts like derick jeeter
I’m a go getter n***a ima eater
Spitting that fire sh*t don’t need a heater
I’m puffing on gas y’all n***as smoking reefer
If it was the 90s I would need a beeper
Lean to the side cuz my pocket got knots
My money so big that it travel in clots
I stunt like my daddy shout out to my pops
Call me the thing my skin wanting some rocks
You boys are rowdy it’s time for the box
Home run on these b*t*hes like I’m the Red Sox
Someone get Kodak cuz these n***as flock
Applying that pressure but really just talk
Michael Jackson b*t*h beat it don’t talk
These n***as all sweet like Chinese chicken wok
f**k n***a put yo money where you talk
I’m like a broke condom n***a ima pop
