CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Boy Damn
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
F**kin' a** n***a, tired a** n***a
Back your a**?up?out my motherf**kin'?face
(It's Trax season bruh)
Boy, damn, you?talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
(Shh) What you talkin' about?
I can't stand a n***a do too much with his mouth
I can't stand a n***a always lookin' for clout
I'm a self made b*t*h and we don't do no handouts
Let me show you in the right direction
I need the money, I'on care 'bout the complexion (Nah)
Won't have me sittin' in the house cryin' and stressin'
While your broke a** outside Instagrammin' and flexin'
Wah, wah, wah, here go your tired baby mama
I don't want this n***a, baby, spare me the drama (Yep)
Now that's the end of that, somebody show me the commas
Gotta private island me, not no cheap cruise to Bahamas
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Real b*t*h, what up? On the d**k, cut up
You ain't spendin', boy, you trickin', tell that n***a "Shut up"
Put that pu**y on a n***a, tell me will you run your mouth?
All that talkin' like you got it, n***a, show me what you 'bout
Judge a n***a by his b*t*h, n***a, that's what you like?
You was talkin' like she raw, oh n***a, that's what you hype?
Boy please, you can meet me on your knees
Use your mouth where it's needed, too much talkin' like it's tweet
Like boy damn, need a pad for your period
Bad a** weed you smokin' must got you delirious
Tell a b*t*h raised you so n***a f**k yo' mama
And f**k yo' kids mama too, she act like it's a problem, f**k n***a
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Standin' with my hand out, boy, hand it here
Cash App or cash out, let's make it clear
Keep it cute or you can mute it, green duck a**
Pu**y way too good and b*t*h, you can't afford to come back
Hell nah, hell nah, b*t*h you playin', ain't no backtrack
Stupid lil' b*t*h, don't use your pu**y for no get-back
'Tana please let a n***a play with me
And I'ma go and f**k his daddy, have his mammy stalkin' me
Tokyo, b*t*h, you already know
If he ain't got a check then he gotta hit the door
His ole' broke a**, n***a, get the door a**
I'ma need deposits if he think I'm finna throw a** (Ayy)
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Hahahaha
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) Saucy Santana in this b*t*h
Tokyo motherf**kin' Jetz and we jettin' on you talkin' a** n***a
(It's Trax season bruh) Boy, damn
F**kin' a** n***a, tired a** n***a
Back your a**?up?out my motherf**kin'?face
(It's Trax season bruh)
Boy, damn, you?talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
(Shh) What you talkin' about?
I can't stand a n***a do too much with his mouth
I can't stand a n***a always lookin' for clout
I'm a self made b*t*h and we don't do no handouts
Let me show you in the right direction
I need the money, I'on care 'bout the complexion (Nah)
Won't have me sittin' in the house cryin' and stressin'
While your broke a** outside Instagrammin' and flexin'
Wah, wah, wah, here go your tired baby mama
I don't want this n***a, baby, spare me the drama (Yep)
Now that's the end of that, somebody show me the commas
Gotta private island me, not no cheap cruise to Bahamas
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Real b*t*h, what up? On the d**k, cut up
You ain't spendin', boy, you trickin', tell that n***a "Shut up"
Put that pu**y on a n***a, tell me will you run your mouth?
All that talkin' like you got it, n***a, show me what you 'bout
Judge a n***a by his b*t*h, n***a, that's what you like?
You was talkin' like she raw, oh n***a, that's what you hype?
Boy please, you can meet me on your knees
Use your mouth where it's needed, too much talkin' like it's tweet
Like boy damn, need a pad for your period
Bad a** weed you smokin' must got you delirious
Tell a b*t*h raised you so n***a f**k yo' mama
And f**k yo' kids mama too, she act like it's a problem, f**k n***a
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Standin' with my hand out, boy, hand it here
Cash App or cash out, let's make it clear
Keep it cute or you can mute it, green duck a**
Pu**y way too good and b*t*h, you can't afford to come back
Hell nah, hell nah, b*t*h you playin', ain't no backtrack
Stupid lil' b*t*h, don't use your pu**y for no get-back
'Tana please let a n***a play with me
And I'ma go and f**k his daddy, have his mammy stalkin' me
Tokyo, b*t*h, you already know
If he ain't got a check then he gotta hit the door
His ole' broke a**, n***a, get the door a**
I'ma need deposits if he think I'm finna throw a** (Ayy)
Boy, damn, you talk too much (Talkin' a**)
Won't sweet talk these panties, n***a, you ain't clutch (Nah)
Boy, damn, why you lookin' so hard?
Won't save a tired a** n***a, b*t*h, I ain't no lifeguard
Boy, damn, how you slippin' on your pimpin'?
Wake yo' drunk a** up, need to be tippin' not sippin'
Boy, damn, and you goin' out sad
I can't be caught up in your mess when you ain't got no bag
Hahahaha
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) Saucy Santana in this b*t*h
Tokyo motherf**kin' Jetz and we jettin' on you talkin' a** n***a
(It's Trax season bruh) Boy, damn
