D.G. YOLA

Verse 1:

Ain't been in this b*tch
Been like 7 months
She ain't seen the kid
STILL let me touch
Thought I loss my mind
I just loss my f*cks
Y'all was talking down
I was gettin' brunch
Starting rapping and it won't no more fun
Now it's just some stories
'Bout some kids where I'm from
Thirty-eight's, forty-five's they all love
I'll stay with my one's Imma stick to my guns
Acid tab ocean front while I'm hitting my hoe
The door dash n*gga knocked on the door
Acid tab ocean front while I'm hitting my hoe
The door dash n*gga knocked on the door

Hook:

Said I loss my f*cks, D.G. Yola sh*t
Heard about the hoe and STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
Said I loss my f*cks, D.G. Yola sh*t
Heard about the hoe and STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck thе b*tch!

Verse 2:

Gisellе wouldn't date me
Michelle never paid me
Britné couldn't tame me
My ex couldn't change me
My new chick keep my back like a f*ckin' safety
My b*tches don't debate me
Why my old ones always hate me
Bill after bill I live by my will
Smoke a sixy-dollar 1/8 and drinking amneal
I'm taking breaks while y'all taking bad deals
If you need some shit from me you gotta call Phill

Hook:

Said I loss my f*cks, D.G. Yola sh*t
Heard about the hoe and STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
Said I loss my f*cks, D.G. Yola sh*t
Heard about the hoe and STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!
STILL wanna f*ck the b*tch!