je jure

[Intro]
I like pink on my fye, like I spilt some Pep—

[Verse]
Uh, I swear I miss my old bitch (Miss my old bitch)
I swear I miss this ho (Miss this ho)
I swear I ain't been coping (I ain't been coping)
I swear I got these bad bitches in my bed, but I don't even know 'em
I swear I got this money all in my pocket and I don't even blow it, uh
I was that kid that just wanted to blow, everyday I was praying and hoping, uh
She said she wanna be taken serious, baby, don't say it, just show it, uh
She wanna know all about my business, baby, I don't know where your nose been, uh
I just met her last night, next day, this ho come suck on my foreskin
Uh, I got the guap, I don't even know what I did to deserve it
I had to cut all my old niggas off just to figure out what was my purpose
She ain't want me back then, but she seen all the clout, all a sudden, she lurkin', uh
I show my hoes how to get chicken, nigga, like I took them to Church's
Dick in her rear, now she burpin', uh
I don't do internet hoes, I like when I meet a ho finer in person, uh
She wanna come to the crib, said, "Baby, this business, so why is we flirting?", uh
I keep a star in my flag, and red in my cup, nigga, just like I'm Turkish, uh
Said she don't do dances, end of the night, all a sudden, she twerkin', uh
Ion' get that shit, ho, uh
Yeah, she private, I don't follow, bitch, I click that VSCO
I like pink on my fye, like I spilt some Pepto'
Yeah, you sick, yo' pockets dying, yeah, you need some 'Bismol