don perrion - onlyfans lyrics
[verse 1: don perrion]
i don’t really talk that much
sh+t, i can’t do the most, i’m tryna live it up
like how the f+ck did we get here and we come from the buc?
like how the f+ck can you suck d+ck and don’t get the nut?
i got b+tches all around prayin’ i hit them up, huh
i’m with the coochie man, we finna tag team a couple sl+ts
i don’t give a f+ck what you say, i ain’t eatin’ b+tt
sh+t, i’d rather take a chance than be in handcuffs
in the ‘vette, top off, we finna race the sun
n+gga touch me while i’m ballin’, that’s an and+one
i know n+ggas who wanna k!ll that got they first gun
sh+t, i was still with dee rich when he was on the run
[verse 2: yn jay]
d+mn
how the f+ck you always in some beef, but you don’t own a gun?
how the f+ck you always act like me? you my only son
n+gga tried to flash a dookie knot, but it was only ones
d+mn
threw a party full of bad b+tches, it was only fun
caught my opp slippin’ at the— ahh
all of my opps broke as h+ll, yeah, they only bums, d+mn
i can make your b+tch do some sh+t, i’m the genie man
freak b+tch left the whole— ahh
b+tch left the doonie room mad, this b+tch clingy, man
[verse 3: don perrion]
yeah, n+gga, ayy
my cuddy wide as h+ll, he done made a k!lling off the scams
finally left the spot, but in my feelings ’cause i love the grams
i love private b+tches that be havin’ low+key onlyfans
hit a n+gga block and drop fifty, why you do that, man?
dog sh+t on me, i know you can smell it through the pants
i don’t give a f+ck about the fame, n+gga, i want bands
everybody shinin’ right now, let’s say amen
but if we get locked, i ain’t gon’ cap, i’m lyin’ on the stand
[verse 4: yn jay]
d+mn
i’m mad as f+ck that i walked in the club, i ain’t even see no hoes, it was only men
got a white fan kinda crazy, it was only stan
when i say i got a n+gga popped, it was only cans
group of bad b+tches in my room, it was only fans
b+tch say she wanna make a movie, it was onlyfans
lied to a b+tch, said we finna shoot a video just to let me f+ck, that was onlyfans
n+gga dropped the ball, now it’s over, that’s his only chance, ayy
(oh, you talkin’ ’bout like that’s his only chance, he ain’t got— alright)
n+gga in the titty bar, tip a b+tch five dollars, that’s your only dance
n+gga act like he was my motherf+ckin’ brother, we was only friends
[outro: yn jay]
you hear?— alright
that’s my— alright
that’s the coochie man sound— alright
yeah
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