πŸ˜‚πŸ˜΅β€πŸ’«πŸ“² lyrics

by

​tenkay


[Intro]
Ayy man, you know what the f*ck going on, man
Young Tenkay in this b*tch, young pretty boy Tenkay in this b*tch
Nappy head n*gga, but I'll still f*ck your b*tch though
You know I'm finna rap on some based sh*t, some, oh wait
Oh wait, sh*t, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em type sh*t, ayy

[Verse]
I pull up on 'em in a Hummer
Young Tenkay finna drop the tape of the summer
I know I f*cked your girl, and it must be a bummer
You're a f*ckin' dub, you ain't ever took no dub
I'm floatin' on this beat just like a rub-a-dub-dub
Man, I don't give a f*ck, you know I could make your b*tch sub'
And you don't get no respect, just like a motherf*ckin' sub'
But I'm the f*ckin' teacher of the class, I'm teaching swag
These n*ggas takes my, these n*ggas take my swag
I'm all up in my bag, I'm never in my feelings
I pull up on your bih', the di*k so big she said she feel it
Man, I don't give a f*ck, you know I, I'm finna kill it
You know I finna tell her, "I feel like Soulja Boy"
I-I-I-I'm in this b*tch going, going insane, uh, ayy
These n*ggas soft as hell just like corduroy
I don't give a f*ck, man, I know I had to told her, boy
Ayy, I'm high as hell just like the Solar System, ayy
I got all these drugs, Percocets up in my system, ayy
Pull up on your b*tch, and I think it was your sister, ayy
I don't give a f*ck, man, I pull up, finna fist her, ayy
I'm cookin' so hard, my f*ckin' wrist hurt, ayy
I'm cookin' so hard, it need some seasoning
White b*tch, I hate when she cook, she ain't put no seasoning
Pull up on your b*tch, just for no goddamn reasoning
Haha, ayy, my shoes on, ayy, my shoes on, swag, gettin' to that bag
Walk up in this ho bisexual, yes, I'm a fag
I don't give a f*ck, I'm fly as hell like jet lag
Young ass niβ€”alright, I'm done, n*gga, I don't give a f*ck
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