Extravagant Bullsh*t//Nunchucks lyrics

[Part I: "Extravagant Bullsh*t"]

[Verse]
Shawty, after all the fighting, the f*cking's better (Damn)
You got your left one and your right in, all of your vendetta
You punched me in my f*ckin' jaw, you ain't have to do that
You swung again and hit the wall, but I had to move back
I'm buying Plain Janes only for my main thing
She still got the nerve to argue, I guess that's the way of things
All she do is b*tch at me like that's the way of sayin' thanks
Bought this b*tch a hunnid bags like they don't do the same thing (Same thing)
sh*t don't ever change, it don't ever change
Even when I try to change my ways, you gon' stay the same
Then you wanna pop up on me 'cause my feelings David Blaine
Got them disappearing n*ggas, listen up and hear this, n*gga
How many of us bought this b*tch a watch, and it ain't change sh*t? (Yes, I did)
How many of us bought this b*tch a bag, and it ain't change sh*t? (I did)
How many of us bought this b*tch a car, and it ain't change sh*t?
Man, it hurts to say, but some of y'all b*tches ain't sh*t (Damn)
I might need some therapy (Therapy)
The last b*tch I f*cked with, lied and tried to publicly embarrass me (Yes, she did)
So this album will not be about her this time
'Cause all that lying she did, f*cked with my real b*tch
Big time, this the sixth time I done f*cked up
Big lie, got my b*tch cryin' in the tub, drunk
She just caught me in 4K getting f*cked up
Two b*tches going both ways like some nunchucks
[Part II: "Nunchucks"]

[Intro]
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks

[Chorus]
I got two different b*tches go both ways like some nunchucks
They f*ck me good, on hood, if you hatin', I give one f*ck
She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me
I got two different b*tches switchin' positions, it's up, up
And if it's up, you know that that sh*t can get stuck, stuck
Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up
I got two b*tches going both ways like some, uh (Ooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Like some, uh (Ooh)
Like some, uh (Damn)
Like some, uh
Like some, uh (Ooh)
Like some, uh
Like some, uh (Damn)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I said, lil' b*tch, I'm buggin'
Got two different women f*ckin'
Don't leave home with your emotions
Girl, let's all get into something
I'm tryna f*ck something so we can just quit discussion
I get the sh*t, but I, I get the sh*t bustin'
Call me up, up, uh
Houston, Atlanta, Vegas
Wherever you like to get naked, that's where I plan to take you
All 'round the telly, got you in lingerie masquerading
Say she a masochist, well, come give your master a kiss
I bought her a bag and then gave that sh*t to my other b*tch
Look, you on some other sh*t, no, I do not f*ck with this
Shawty, please, let me breathe, keep it G
Got me to my knees, pus*y smell like summer's eve
I'ma f*ck you both and leave like Jacquees

[Chorus]
I got two different b*tches go both ways like some nunchucks
They f*ck me good, on hood, if you hatin', I give one f*ck
She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me
I got two different b*tches switching positions, it's up, up
And if it's up, you know that sh*t can get stuck, stuck
Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up
I got two b*tches going both ways like some, uh (Ooh)
[Post-Chorus]
Like some, uh (Ooh)
Like some, uh (Damn)
Like some, uh
Like some, uh (Ooh)
Like some, uh
Like some, uh (Damn)
Yeah, yeah