Jan 7th Lyrics

White hoe got flavor she suburban

Pt cross shit Kyrie Irving

Play it right to do her dirty

Bitch ass nigga tryna save a hoe get you a cape go join the circus

She fuck the team ima give her a jersey

Up and fire bitch don't get nervous

Jaw lockdown from all them perkies

We bounce out all black suburbans

I buy ass I don't buy purses

Let's me smash I bought that burkin

And that bih bad I know you hurting

And yo bitch trash like what's her purpose

I look like cash im clean detergent

Lamb urus truck on the e way sliding like roller blades

They heard how young nigga balling out in the A I feel like Trae

Say PT ball like spalding it's getting suspicious they building a case

That nigga ain't really a demon he threw back a x shawty going insane

She giving me brain man shawty genius

Yo main hoe eating up penis

I get real high tryna fight my demons

I get real fly ima take her to neimans

I'm not her guy I be faithfully cheating

Cause she gotta habit of leaving

Show me some real bitch I never seen it

I just say shit I don't mean it baby

White hoe got flavor she suburban

Pt cross shit Kyrie Irving

Play it right to do her dirty

Bitch ass nigga tryna save a hoe get you a cape go join the circus

She fuck the team ima give her a jersey

Up and fire bitch don't get nervous

Jaw lockdown from all them perkies

We bounce out all black suburbans

I buy ass I don't buy purses

Let's me smash I bought that burkin

And that bih bad I know you hurting

And yo bitch trash like what's her purpose

I look like cash im clean detergent

The World ain't end when I left you the world ain't end

The World ain't end when I left you the world ain't end

The World ain't end when I left you the world ain't end When I left you the world ain't end