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letra de airhead - pink molli

[intro]
do you like scary movies?
uh-huh
what’s your favorite scary movie?
uhh, i don’t know

you’re being ridiculous…
what do you care? i’m not your girlfriend anymore!

(molli, what the f-ck?)

aye, aye, yuh

[verse 1]
this b-tch off her meds, she crazy
and this b-tch tryna have my baby
and this b-tch tryna m-st-rbate me
sniped her n-gga, got him on one hp (aye)
i don’t know what i’m doin right now
me and this b-tch we coolin right now (aye)
this b-tch blocked me, like d-mn b-tch wow
hit the lil n-gga wit da boom bam pow
and i got a lot of damage
you don’t want me, you can’t handle this
she playin with my b-lls, shawty handlin’
my d-ck, i love the way that she handle it
she talk too much, i can’t stand it
i’m makin her squirt, while she standin
i don’t love you b-tch, our storylinе ain’t cannon
your n-gga a b-tch, i’ll hit him wit that cannon
[chorus]
when she suck me up hеr head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh-t lil n-gga, rob dyrdek
im the goat lil n-gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh-t, lil n-gga dats hearsay
he on my d-ck, i don’t care what a queer say
ain’t sh-t to do, lil n-gga it’s a clear day
my b-tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f-ck up, i don’t care bout what she said
this n-gga talk mad sh-t, he a meathead
no one like this n-gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n-gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n-gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b-tch i’m veteran
i was f-ckin’ this b-tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriends letterman

[verse 2]
aye and i wrote her a letter man
the sh-t said, “hey, can we be friends again?”
lowkey i was just tryna spread her legs again
hit her up on ig, she a 10
i ain’t getting locked up for embezzlement
broke the b-tch back, and i gave her a settlement (yuh)
the sh-t unsettling
i’m tryna cool wit my n-gga benjamin
and i play wit the benjamins
watch on me, got me feelin’ like ben 10
she was jerkin my d-ck and permanently bent it
hashtag, f-ck that n-gga benson
we gon skurt in that lexus
we gon skurt in that whip, lil n-gga we reckless
i’m in her p-ssy cat and i’m wrecking it
one b-tch too many, i can’t worry bout a second b-tch
[chorus]
when she suck me up her head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh-t lil n-gga, rob dyrdek
im the goat lil n-gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh-t, lil n-gga dats hearsay
he on my d-ck, i don’t care what a queer say
ain’t sh-t to do, lil n-gga it’s a clear day
my b-tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f-ck up, i don’t care bout what she said
this n-gga talk mad sh-t, he a meathead
no one like this n-gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n-gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n-gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b-tch i’m veteran
i was f-ckin’ this b-tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriend’s letterman

[verse 3]
i ain’t tryna take advantage
she got on top, lil b-tch that’s a vantage point
dp, no d-ck pic, n-gga that’s damage points
the way that she suckin’ my sh-t, imma go bazoinks
she said all of her, i could have it (aye)
i’ve been that n-gga eva’ since i made magic
i will use a condom, lil b-tch i ain’t magic
alley-oop lil b-tch, i’m ballin’ like the mavericks
and this b-tch tryna have a dance off
i don’t give a f-ck, lil b-tch take your pants off
this b-tch left a scar, but i’m takin’ the bandage off (aye)
money s-xy, take the rubber band off
these n-ggas be campin’ like it’s standoff
me and my n-gga mad close like drake and josh
these n-ggas be boujee, h-lla pish posh
took the b-tch to the pound, i’m the big dog (i’m the big dog)
[outro]
aye lowkey, i know that she want me
gettin’ the p-ssy wet, like tsunami
bad redhead b-tch, like nami

man that sh-t was off dome n-gga
get the f-ck outta here

when she suck me up her head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh-t lil n-gga, rob dyrdek
i’m the goat lil n-gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh-t, lil n-gga dats hearsay
he on my d-ck, i don’t care what a queer say (molli, what the f-ck?)
ain’t sh-t to do, lil n-gga it’s a clear day
my b-tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f-ck up, i don’t care bout what she said (molli, pick up the f-cking phone)
this n-gga talk mad sh-t, he a meathead
no one like this n-gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n-gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n-gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b-tch i’m veteran
i was f-ckin’ this b-tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriend’s letterman

- pink molli

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