[Intro]

​beanjawn

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[Verse]

I can't be too nice to niggas and I ain't tryna know you

My brodie say it's my fault 'cause I'm way too antisocial

I ain't making friends with niggas and I don't think I'm supposed to

Learn to use your legs 'cause lil' ho, I ain't gon' hold you

Water falls, bridges burn, bitches learn I'm hot

I'm concerned, grip it firm even when I'm not

You a bird, you deserve everything you got

I'm all in the mix, that's why your bitch gon' stir the pot

Heater on my leg, so I'm prepared for when it's colder

Shit all in the air, but I ain't scared 'cause I'm a soldier

Shawty think she in, she tryna flirt and win me over

Like if she give me head, then I'm gon' try to be her shoulder

Brodie called to tell me I should go outside more

Momma called and told me I should talk to God more

Niggas hate, so what? That's what I keep the iron for

Niggas switch so much, lil' boy, I know your side soft

Waterfall, bitches ball, niggas fall

Victim to some shit they could've missed if they ain't get involved

Niggas all bitches in the end, so I don't trip at all

Niggas soft, wouldn't pick a bitch up if she trip and fall, fuck nigga

Yeah, I'm on the west side getting my bucks bigger

I'm on the best side by myself 'cause I don't really fuck with niggas

She wanna chat and get my best side, I don't really fuck with pictures

Brodie zooted, slurring his words like he don't really fuck with diction

You a ho, you look for hope and still ain't find it yet

Bro at home with sticks and poles all over the dining set

I'm at home with shit I know, but won't acknowledge yet

I ain't no ho, so if we on go, that boy gon' die upset