Heaux

[Intro]
Three hoes like Santa Claus in this bitch

[Verse 1]
All these hoes be holding wood like Judge Mathis
I’m in Hounslow, getting brain off some actress
Role playing, fed her D cos she loves rappers
Now her hands in a cuff and she fuck backwards
Fuck a suite, I ain't sweet, we just need one mattress
My dick so sharp it could cut axes
Only in vest I’m a young dragon
She in Fendi, I don’t give 2 F’s: fuck fashion

[Hook]
Man I love my niggas
But I don't trust these bitches
I don't trust these bitches
I don't trust these bitches
Man I love these figures
But I don't trust these bitches
I don't trust these bitches
Oh no, I don't trust these bitches

[Verse 2]
All these hoes on my line
I showed her my room and she came multiple times
She came in 6:30, most of the time
Sex in the morning, she told me open the blinds
She wants that sunny D, juice her uncomfortably
That’s carpet burning; minus sterling she get my currency
She wanna chill in my studio, I said come with me
And I mean that literally, take dick from me then cum with me

[Breakdown]

[Hook]

[Outro]
I don't trust these bitches, oh no
I don't trust these bitches, oh no
Man I love my niggas, man I love these figures
But I don't trust these bitches