Lyrics Simp! - Whoaluci!

I don't need a bitch that's on my momma
Shawty wanna fuck I say fuck it I want my commas
I just hit a bitch, she from IG ain't that your daughter?
AR with the scope, feel like Arnold, I need my choppa

I don't need a bitch that's on my momma
Shawty wanna fuck I say fuck it I want my commas
I just hit a bitch, she from IG ain't that your daughter?
AR with the scope, feel like Arnold, I need my choppa

Big bag, walk in this bitch with a big bag
Big mag, choppa loaded with a big mag
Mix match, bullets spread em out like mix match
Toe tags, if he talkin shit the pussy leavin with a toe tag

Shut the fuck up bitch I can smell you from all the bullshit
I be in the back I be coolin up on my cool shit
Said he wanted action I pull up and he don't do shit
Diamonds on my neck shinin so hard it make the crew lit

Choppa look bigger, eat these pussies for dinner
Take these fuckin L's make em W's I'm a winner
True sinner put my kids right up in her
Shawty suck my dick gimme lip and I will not kiss her
Big, pole on me you pussies keepin a splinter
Keepin it a buck just like a mother fuckin dollar general
Population is so stupid
Hit her from the back and now she love me feel like cupid

I don't need a bitch that's on my momma
Shawty wanna fuck I say fuck it I want my commas
I just hit a bitch, she from IG ain't that your daughter?
AR with the scope, feel like Arnold, I need my choppa

I don't need a bitch that's on my momma
Shawty wanna fuck I say fuck it I want my commas
I just hit a bitch, she from IG ain't that your daughter?
AR with the scope, feel like Arnold, I need my choppa