Pleasure lyrics

[Hook]
No, no, I don’t keep tabs on a b*tch
But swear to God, I do peep sh*t
Always quick to mind my business
I might be quiet but I do peep sh*t like this
No, no, I don’t keep tabs on a b*tch (No)
But swear to God, I do peep sh*t (No)
Always quick to mind my business (No)
I might be quiet but I do peep sh*t

[Verse 1]
b*tches be askin' for clout
b*tches don’t even know what that’s about
Sometimes you got to write it down
Down that these b*tches do anything for followers on they accounts
b*tches swear they know how to flex (Yeah)
These b*tches will say useless sh*t on the internet
They use their hours wrong and say that they flexible
Can’t evеn keep a n*gga around and wonder why they don’t f*ck wit' ya

[Chorus]
What I look like plеasin' y'all b*tches?
b*tches don’t know how to get away from the trenches
What I look like pleasin' y’all b*tches?
Ain’t got no money, really funny, just be talkin'
[Hook]
No, no, I don’t keep tabs on a b*tch
But swear to God, I do peep sh*t
Always quick to mind my business
I might be quiet but I do peep sh*t like this
No, no, I don’t keep tabs on a b*tch (No)
But swear to God, I do peep sh*t (No)
Always quick to mind my business (No)
I might be quiet but I do peep sh*t

[Verse 2]
n*ggas never know when to sit down
n*ggas barely want you around
Gettin' just about everything they want
Better f*ck around and get what you needin'
n*ggas always poppin' sh*t, poppin' randoms
But never pop up when it’s a valuable life lesson
So what? You think we 'sposed to cap around them (Your homeboys)
Cappin' too hard, always worried 'bout a fandom
Always famous never faithful
Watch when a b*tch bounce you end up loyal
That’s on you when she hop 'round the next n*gga
How you gonna feel when she f*ck wit' pockets that’s way bigger?
I, I’m so tired (Tired)
I tried to change, oh, I (I)
But now n*gga look at you, I got you stuck
Should’ve wished to be in love, now you wishin' to get a buck
[Chorus]
What I look like pleasin' y'all b*tches?
b*tches don’t know how to get away from the trenches
What I look like pleasin' y’all b*tches?
Ain’t got no money, really funny, just be talkin'

[Outro]
No, no, no
No, no, no
Ah, no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
(Ah) Ah, no, no, no
No, no, no, oh