Abella Danger lyrics

[Intro]
You know what, I like sex, and I like f*cking
I don't give a f*ck
Hell yeah girlfriend, I love sex girl
Its like the best thing, it is—there's nothing better
Its the best
No, no, not—not sex
Foreplay, foreplay
Hardcore pound f*cking (Niko), that's the sh*t right there
Hell yeah, yo that's the only way to do it man, its that boom, boom boom man
I know but there's a difference between making love—

[Chorus: 1600J]
He back on that same sh*t
Fast car I lane switch
Why you f*ckin' on that lame b*tch?
Got ten hoes in my damn crib
She said she want my kids
f*ck that hoe, yeah I did

[Verse 1: 1600J]
Got a pistol in my closet
Oh, I’m riding
Hit his ass in his noggin
Know a couple n*ggas be plottin'
Lay him down, in a coffin
Trap house, where I clock in
[Chorus: 1600J]
He back on his same sh*t
Fast car, I lane switch
Why you f*ckin' on that lame b*tch?
Go, she said she want my kids
f*ck that hoe, yeah I did
Run up on me, you tried it

[Verse 2: 1600J]
Oh, who that on my phone?
Leave me alone, nah
I don’t got time
She say she love you but, she lied
You ain’t gone ride, no

[Interlude]
They wanted some disco or somethin' like that
And that sh*t was so good though, I mean he was f*cking fingering me, he was suckin' on my tits
I was like "Keep going boy"
Man, and we was ripping each others hair out
We was kissing so hard, our lips were busting
I was like—

[Verse 3: 1600J]
Yeah, I might just hit up Abella
She my Cinderella
You try me, you get wet up
I just pulled up with the cheddar
Say that she love me, I’m fed up
I just been chasin' the cheddar
[Chorus: 1600J]
Go, fast car, I lane switch
Why you f*cking on that lame b*tch?
She said I’m dangerous
Tec on me, I’m aimin' it
Run up on me, I’m bangin' it (Huh)

[Verse 4: BoofPaxkMooky]
I tell her hop in my car
She said I’m going too fast
I said we going too far
I can take you out to Mars
Told yo n*gga he’ll see you tomorrow
Feel like OVO, 'cause I’m wit the stars
Yeah, my diamonds shine in the dark
Hold up, sipping that lean I don’t f*ck with the bars
I get bands, ha
At the Bando, finna go to the top
f*ck around, man yo b*tch gimme top
f*ck around, shoot that boy wit the Glock
100 rounds, when I’m shooting my shot
Trapping, out, the spot when it’s hot