Features lyrics

[Intro Skit: La Yung Brown$Kin & Girl]
*Dial Tone*
Hello?
W-Wassup?
Nothin', just chillin' at the house
Fo' sho? Um, like, I been uh, I been talkin' to my n*ggas lately...
Mhm?
And basically, they just been tellin' me 'bout you...
What about me?
Basically, just like, how you...you um...
What, Ash?
n*ggas said you been outchea like, wildin' and sh*t, like you-you-you f*ckin' all these n*ggas, suckin' di*k and sh*t like that
What the f*ck?
Look, wha-wha-what's your body count? (yah, yah)
What?

[Verse 1: La Yung Brown$Kin]
Oh, b*tch, I know you f*ckin' heard me
And b*tch, I know you f*ckin' nervous
So many n*ggas you lost count on it
But you don't wanna lie on purpose
Oh, just know I been lurkin' all up in yo' sh*t
You thought I wasn't gon' find out, you think you slick
You tried to hide the fact that you suck too much di*k
You outchea wildin', catchin' bodies, [?]
O-open up yo' mouth and tell me all the n*ggas on yo' list, shawty
O-o-open up yo' mouth just like you did for all them di*ks you swallowed
I don't understand why you thought that I wouldn't find out
Now I'm angry, do you mind if I wild out?
You only 20 years old, shawty, but you been rollin'
I-I can't wife you at all, no, I can't be your boyfriend
Yeah, it's cool, but you let me fool
And I don't wan' be rude but you gotta get to movin'
[Pre-Chorus: La Yung Brown$Kin]
I'm spendin' money on a b*tch that's f*ckin' all of these n*ggas
Can't even lie, when I found out, I had hopped in my feelings
These b*tches lie 'bout they bodies say they low but they isn't
That's why I'on't trust no b*tch, nah, but f*ck it, bro, I ain't trippin'

[Chorus: La Yung Brown$Kin]
I want you, but I don't really need ya
Yo pus*y like a album, I just wanna know the features
I want you, but I don't really need ya
Yo pus*y like a album, I just wanna know the features

[Verse 2: La Yung Brown$Kin]
You prolly started f*ckin' dudes to get yo name, baby
Then you f*cked up
You started wildin' and f*ckin' all of these lame n*ggas
f*ck, you got my head spinnin' 'cause I been outchea [?] spendin' on you and you been here hittin', b*tch, f*ck that
I don't understand hoe, I must not be no man, hoe
'Cause I just can't handle
All yo f*ckin' bodies girl, yo sh*t must be in shambles
Know that sh*t dismantled, know that pus*y mad loose
That's one thing I can't do
Is wife you if you ran through
I need to switch to Plan 2, I meant to say Plan B
You prolly can't stand me
b*tch, you so nasty, [?]
Thought I f*cked a lot of hoes but b*tch, I think you passed me
Now you wanna be cuffed up but you f*cked up
You a fine hoe and you pretty too, and I was diggin' you
But look, she bucked up
Ain't the type of n*gga that's gon' look past yo past
[?] f*ck you, I just can't wife yo ass, no
[Pre-Chorus: La Yung Brown$Kin]
I'm spendin' money on a b*tch that's f*ckin' all of these n*ggas
Can't even lie, when I found out, I had hopped in my feelings
These b*tches lie 'bout they bodies say they low but they isn't
That's why I'on't trust no b*tch, nah, but f*ck it, bro, I ain't trippin'

[Chorus: La Yung Brown$Kin]
I want you, but I don't really need ya
Yo pus*y like a album, I just wanna know the features
I want you, but I don't really need ya
Yo pus*y like a album, I just wanna know the features

[Outro Skit: La Yung Brown$Kin & Girl]
Why'd they f*ckin' tell you some sh*t like that? Like, which-
What the f*ck is wrong wit' you?
Look, bruh, I just, I-I'm-I'm tellin' you what I hear-f*ck it, I'm tellin' you what I seen to be honest wit' you
You've seen?
Yeah, you-you had videos all on f*ckin' Twitter, you suckin' di*k and sh*t like-man, I-I-I can't, I can't f*ck wit' it, bruh
You really a f*ckboy
You a hoe. You a hoe. You a hoe. I'm sorry, I just can't do it
You really a f*ckboy, Ash, you can't look past my past? You really a f*ckboy...

[Outro]
(Oh, just know I been lurkin' all up in yo' sh*t)
(You tried to hide the fact that you suck too much di*k)
(Ain't the type of n*gga that's gon' look past yo past)
([?] f*ck you, I just can't wife yo ass, no)