O’s and Ho’s (Hotel)

Lyrics

[Intro] I love you XANMAN$HAWTY, mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah [Verse] Ayy, street pharmacist, I be serving all the fiends Nigga, what you need? Got that purple, got that green And I'm sippin' on that wock, that purple muddy got me sleep And lil mama tryna suck me, after that, she gotta leave I ain't tryna hear about your nigga, bitch, get on your knees Now she blowin' up my phone, talkin' 'bout I ain't shit Talkin' 'bout how she way better than my new bitch Lil bitch, eat shit, new phone, who this? Ice ice, new kicks, ice watch, new wrist All these drugs got me heavy, big body Chevy And I stay up out the mix 'cause all these niggas messy And lil mama so petty, lil baby, come sex me Know just how I get down, baby, don't test me Lil baby named Anna, four in my Fanta Baby, let's make a movie, let's put it on camera And she run her mouth too much, so I really can't stand her And you know I think it's sexy when you catch an attitude Call me "asshole", call me out my name, I think it's cute You so rude, why you rude? Baby, you's a damn fool Niggas used to try to clown me, held your hand when we was in school Put that pussy on my mouth and you get wet, just like a pool He ain't cool, he ain't bool, lil' man just cappin' Pull up to the wicked if you really 'bout that action We got Glocks, we got semis, pussy nigga don't want no static And I told that pussy nigga try me again, gon' let him have it I ain't pressed, I'm just laughin', get to them packs, I flip it and stack it Oh, he got touched? Huh, tragic, 4 gram wood and you know I don't pass it Call up Jojo, that's my bro bro, know he keep a .45 And I keep that .9 by my side, niggas out of line You ain't really 'bout that shit, lil nigga, why you lyin'? Put my dick up in her guts, blow her back out, now she cryin' And I'm bustin' lil' bitch down, wrist on bust down And you can talk yo shit now, but watch me pull the stick out Lil' homie saw a beef he didn't like, [?] Oh, I wasn't shit then? Well, it's looking like you missed out And they see me on the Gram with my baby, tryna flex And don't hit me in my DM, bitch, I see you kinda pressed And I'm rubbin' on her ass while she kissin' on my neck, nigga (Hey, daddy)