Текст песни NEW PENTHOUSE (prod. Cash Cobain ) - FLEE

I be boolin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now
I be ballin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now
No go about it
I don't know how to go about it
Stupid bitch gon' get a post about it
You the type of bitch to post about it
You the type to go ghost about it
You the type that wanna hoe bout' it
But bitch I ducked you
I'm the type to make a toast about it
You's a dumb ass bitch, bitch
Shoot your shot but your dumb ass missed it
Now you wanna to throw a bitch fit (throw a bitch fit)
Give a fuck, get her missin'
When I said "I love you" I was tipsy
When i said "I love you" I was trippin'
Can't get back together, no don't *mumbles*
Try to give you chances but you different
Yeah, you different
When I said "fuck you" bitch I meant it
(Ooh) Drinkin' on the Henny got me liftin'
Hop up in an Audi, and i'm driftin'
Feel like John Gotti (ooh)
I don't need nobody, go got my own body, (ay)
Hoes used to treat me like a nobody (ay)
Talking bout' love, I don't know about it
I be boolin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now
I be boolin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now
Stupid lil' bitch pack your stuff
Talking bout' a love affair, nope I've had enough
Shit ain't real
I'm back on the market so thotty tell me what's the deal
Tell me how you feel
Treat my dick just like Boston Market eat it like a meal
Sex appeal on a meal, shorty chill you should
Let a young ghost make a kill
*Mumbles* hoes
Didn't I tell your ass to be quiet, don't make this hell
Baby girl you want double o that's double ounce
Didn't I tell you "You gotta go", baby girl just bounce
Don't be out here jackin' you know me for the clout
Don't be out here tryna pull on me unannounced
Tryna pull on me unannounced
And you say we should flee, you know you gotta go
And I'm back with this flo-ow, baby girl you iffy bitch you so-so
I don't want your pussy, want your toto
Bitch I want the head not your torso
Thought you was ahead, bitch you toto
Yeah you ain't got no bread, you a broke hoe
Hol' up shorty give me bread, like a bozo
Ay, suckin' on my beatle, Yoko Ono
I be boolin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now
I be boolin' in the penthouse
Shut the fuck up, bitch you got a big mouth
Get out
I ain't tryna hear no shit, pack your shit now