SiLLYHOES lyrics

My big bros they tote them sticks, hoe
Hella hoes wit' me, I got hella hoes
Silly hoes, you can't get my number, no
My b*tch a [?] she home from fashion nova
My lil' b*tch super bad all over
I'm not f*cking with these hoes, nah not them hoes
If I f*ck on that, then she might go tell, yeah
They don't get how we live in hell
I bring the Gucci out, I don't need no Gucci nah
f*ckin' hoes, yeah bro I'm just f*ckin' hoes
Bro I need that cash don't need no Zelle, yeah
These hoes all gon' tell, yeah
I step way too filthy, I don't smell tho
Yeah, your lil' b*tch she want me, I can tell, yeah
Huh, yeah
Lil' bro I can tell, yeah
These hoes all gon' tell, huh
These hoes all gon' tell yeah
These hoes all gon' tell yeah
These hoes all gon' tell yeah