Smd - BigHomieJay

Ale The Man Uhuh, Yeah I was just thinkin' about you the other day We were best friends before you got a little fame Those times were good I never thought that you would change But now you're nervous when they're bringing up my name We used to party in New Haven every week Listen to Loso play the same shit on repeat We didn't care 'cause we were young and wild and free, oh (Oh, yeah) You used to be a friend of mine But now you're just a waste of time I didn't wanna say goodbye But it's 'bout that time I'm sad that it had to end up like this I'm mad that it had to end up like this I ain't really wanna be blunt like this, but Suck my dick Suck my dick Suck my diiiiiiiick, yeah Suck my dick

I'm a rockstar tryna fuck a pornstar And I keep a blade, like Sword Art Online How'd you get a sports car? "I don't know, it's not mine" Any more questions? Please, hit my hotline At 1-800-Suck-A-Motherfuckin'-Dick Please, call me up, please, call me up I'm young McLovin, got a super bad bitch She want me, yeah, she want me, yeah If I don't pick up, leave a voicemail Rooftop chillin' at the hotel Whole game on my back like Odel Can't keep up, tell 'em, "Oh, well" Now I'm fuckin' bitches and money and that's it You don't like the shit that I'm makin', then suck dick Carti man, Rick, bunch of mothеrfuckers on the ride up on my wavе Out the way 'fore I slap a pussy boy like Brad Pitt, shit Momma raised a boy to be a pimp, pimp Fur coat vibin' at the Ritz, Ritz Good role model for the kids, kids Willy went and made another hit Last date that I had was a court date I'm hard, you soft like sorbet Not parfait, no foreplay You be lookin' sweet like a strawberry shortcake Who you think is next up? I'm better I got drank in my cup, like Bender That boy said that I suck, whatever I got rich and switched up, Bruce Jenner At 1-800-Suck-A-Motherfuckin'-Dick Please, call me up, please, call me up I'm young McLovin, got a super bad bitch She want me, yeah, she want me, yeah If I don't pick up, leave a voicemail Rooftop chillin' at the hotel Whole game on my back like Odel Can't keep up, tell 'em, "Oh, well" I don't like you, you, you Hear the phone ring, ring, ring Everything new, new, new Lookin' like a king, king, king Money stack tall, tall, tall I'm talkin' Yao Ming, Ming, Ming Fuck it, we ball, ball, ball I told that boy swing, swing, swing I'm soundin' like hey, batter, batter, hey, batter, batter Then I watch your brain splatter, splatter, brain splatter, splatter On my way up like a ladder, no chitter-chatter I don't give a fuck, it don't matter 'less it make my pockets fatter You could hear the pitter-patter tappin', I'm at your door And I'm attached with a piece of chrome, I'm just so happy to know it That you were lackin' while my GPS was trackin' your home And I sent it back and if you have it, tell him call at my phone