Bayside With A Broad lyrics

[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade]
b*tch, I ride around with the misfits
Take out my di*k and I'm proud of the distance
Ball in the yard from start to finish
Don't interrupt we talking business
Down to f*ck I'm already in it
You ask for my word but don't want my opinion
I hit your phone you'll be here in a minute
Yeah want to relax but I give you the fitness

[Verse 1: Jupiter$ Tyrade]
Yuh
Woosah Woosah Woosah
Wassup lil pus*y boy on my di*k
You want my money and you want my b*tch
Ima end your life and I won't make it quick
Like, like no other
Slide thru on me babe like butter
She like the bag I bought her
I was the one in the gutter
I was the one trapping tryna gеt out here

Woah I dont give f*ck no morе
Bad b*tch sucking on me for the dough
Uh
Yea I really like that slow
Yea I really like that like that hoe
Yea really just might bite that hoe
b*tch I get a pack from a Mexico
She at the front door Ima text the code
Yea I used to get my gas from Texaco
[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade & Sxmpra]
b*tch, I ride around with the misfits
Take out my di*k and I'm proud of the distance
Ball in the yard from start to finish
Don't interrupt we talking business
Down to f*ck I'm already in it
You ask for my word but don't want my opinion
I hit your phone you'll be here in a minute
Yeah want to relax (Ayy) but I give you the fitness (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Sxmpra]
Bad mother f*cker in the back doe
Let me turn the beat, the one to make another come up with the mack flow
Step hoes, when I throw stones at a rap host
Left hoes, never tell a brother like it's lactose
At the front, and when they coming from the back door
Creepin' and sneakin' I'm pickin' the right dough
Takin' in the cash fast, but I got flow
Head to the store black cap with a bag hoe
Black hair, black tat with the bag hoe
Rob for my team, mother f*cker stand back hoe
I don't really wanna hear that wack flow
f*ck out my face you don't want it from the back doe
Too much to say, too much to do
Keep on just keeping up, watching you move
I cannot f*ck with the most that be posting that sh*t on the gram
Get back to the booth
[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade]
b*tch, I ride around with the misfits
Take out my di*k and I'm proud of the distance
Ball in the yard from start to finish
Don't interrupt we talking business
Down to f*ck I'm already in it
You ask for my word but don't want my opinion
I hit your phone you'll be here in a minute
Yeah want to relax but I give you the fitness