BAD* Influence 2 (Made My Hoe Faint)

Lyrics
Ayy, y'all blew up the top dog, y'all ( I see it ) This bitch gone Man, I've been rollin' since 8:30 this mornin' I don't think they got a nigga rollin' harder than me Ayy Yup, yup, yup, ayy, uh I just chose a ho over drank, she couldn't believe it was me Yup, ayy, yup, ayy [Verse] I just chose a ho over drank, she couldn't believe it was me 4x4 built like a tank, like I got peanut with me I'm so used bein' on the edge, like I got Lido with me Nobody supposed to come between us, eh I done left some millions overseas, so Chuckyy get them for me Money put some holes in your cap, and love can't fill it for you I know how bad these bitches get you, wish I could fill it for you How you mix hell up with peace? Still come out playin' like you're clean I can't be around that shit that leave you open Backstab your twin for promotion I can't stop goin', I'm gettin' tired, but I know some niggas prayin' just for motion Nigga want pinch me out this dream SL coupe complete the fleet Treat her like a killer, she carry every trait of it Plannin' out our future, I'm just prayin' I can make it She leave without the love like she in Vegas Trap sold out your table, ayy, uh I can't even lie, I still stink, I can't fake it How I let the rookie off, he snaked me It only catch up to you if you chase it Kill on your killer, I be in and out I don't wanna catch hoes, you prayin' 'bout it I gotta be extra nice, she say she in demand now Okay, okay, we had our run, it's 'bout our friends now I gotta treat her like a killer 'cause if I don't, he'll might just bite
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Credits
- Writers
- LUCKI
- Producers
- Southside
- Wheezy
- Sean Momberger
- Publisher
- EMPIRE
- Label
- EMPIRE