bronze boi $id - no hoes lyrics
i pull up in my coupe it go skrt skrt
f-ckin’ on your b-tch in a short skirt
rolling up my loud, im blowin’ fat clouds
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
riding through the streets, throwing cash out
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
they be talkin’ all this crazy sh-t
i stay high on some next level sh-t
why you surprised, you know i ain’t new to this
hop in my coupe, and ill show you all my tricks
i pull up with 8, 9, 10 b-tches on me
when you look at me, all you can see is money
come to my trap house babe, keep it lowkey
we could get high maybe we could pop a bean or three
smoke, yeah we dumb high
c0ke, i don’t wanna die
f-ckin’ with that b-tch, she be quick to fly
f-ckin’ on yo b-tch, i say goodbye
run up, thats a black eye
shooters, they on standby
bape on me got that tie dye
and i shoot straight got that goldeneye
i pull up in my coupe it go skrt skrt
f-ckin on your b-tch in a short skirt
rolling up my loud, im blowin’ fat clouds
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
riding through the streets, throwing cash out
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
trappin to this beat, im doing savage sh-t
all my brothers back home livin’ lavishly
i got money now i buy my mom a lavish whip
i remember back when i didn’t have no sh-t
i got rollies
i got louie v
i got fendi
i got bentleys
i got rollies
i got louie v
i got fendi
i got bentleys
i be f-cking on a b-tch and then she suck on me
she be starin’ at my diamonds looking hungrily
all these other dudes be watching me so homelessly
rollin’ loud with a b-tch then we change the sheets
switched back and forth never felt like i would fit in
now these other rappers struggle to make bars im sh-ttin’
pullin’ off, got that hat hair
everytime i skrt off in my car i got that gucci flair
i pull up in my coupe it go skrt skrt
f-ckin on your b-tch in a short skirt
rolling up my loud, im blowin’ fat clouds
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
riding through the streets, throwing cash out
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
i don’t really f-cks with the hoes now
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