Some Lyrics lyrics

[Verse 1]
b*tch I'm flyin' solo, you can call me Han
As soon as she leave I'm in my notes, writing pros and cons
This b*tch getting freaky and I told her, "I promise I won't tell"
So we walked to the dollar store, I bought the b*tch a belt
She said that she ain't ever really walked that far
b*tch, you f*ckin' with a rapper
b*tch, you know I don't got no car
And I hear the text, the dopamine
It hit my head, this b*tch got me picking up trash, and making my bed
She like "Why you gotta treat me like a ho?" (Lil b*tch)
b*tch cause we was running trains when I was twelve years old (Gang)
My di*k an еmo kid, b*tch, he misunderstood
And her mouth is a mini Plannеd Parenthood
This b*tch get spiritual, she sayin' I ain't on her level (b*tch)
She say go to therapy but I ain't talk to the devil
If you around Rick, b*tch, then that's a blessing (Let's Go)
Don't use no rubbers, but I keep a couple, keep her guessing (Let's Go)
Can't no pus*y calm me down (No, hell nah)
Can't no pus*y calm me down, b*tch, I'm lit, suck my di*k b*tch (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
I got the biggest di*k I ever seen (Woo)
But I don't be lookin' at no di*k

[Hook]
Don't be thinkin' that I'm hurt (Nah)
b*tch
You was just an experiment (You were just an experiment)
She came over (Damn)
Got some di*k (Let's go)
And all I got was some lyrics (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
[Post-Hook]
And if she bad I make a couple songs off that, hold up (Gang gang)
And if she bad I make a couple songs off that b*tch (Gang gang)
This di*k ain't free (Gang gang)
I need my millions for all that (Gang gang gang gang gang gang)

[Verse 2]
b*tch you a whore (Gang), but I don't judge (Hell nah)
We both grew up in Arkansas, I know we both got touched (Mmm)
b*tch, don't try no freaky sh*t, b*tch get yo ass back (b*tch)
Shut the f*ck up b*tch and lay on your back (Phew)
She want me to beat her but it be feeling wrong (Mmm)
When we f*ck, it sound like a Big Boogie song
She say she got a boyfriend and he really 'bout it (Lil b*tch)
If he come in my house, I smoke him, make a song about it (Free kill)
b*tch, don't listen to my songs, b*tch I ain't really rude
You don't have to shave, b*tch I like it St. Jude's
Been around the block, she said that she bout to double back
Thought she wanted di*k, all she wanted was a ten sack (Woo, woo, woo)

[Hook]
Don't be thinkin' that I'm hurt (Nah)
b*tch
You was just an experiment (You were just an experiment)
She came over (Damn)
Got some di*k (Let's go)
And all I got was some lyrics
[Post=Hook]
And if she bad I make a couple songs off that, hold up (Gang, gang)
And if she bad I make a couple songs off that b*tch (Gang, gang)
This di*k ain't free (Gangm gang)
I need my millions for all that (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Outro]
b*tch don't call me Ricky no more b*tch it's Raylor Swift
Everywhere I go I'm Raylor
And all I got was some lyrics (Woo, woo, woo, woo, wop, wop)