Heaux

[Intro] Three hoes like Santa Claus in this bitch [Verse 1] All these hoes be holding wood like Judge Mathis I’m in Hounslow, getting brain off some actress Role playing, fed her D cos she loves rappers Now her hands in a cuff and she fuck backwards Fuck a suite, I ain't sweet, we just need one mattress My dick so sharp it could cut axes Only in vest I’m a young dragon She in Fendi, I don’t give 2 F’s: fuck fashion [Hook] Man I love my niggas But I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches Man I love these figures But I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches Oh no, I don't trust these bitches [Verse 2] All these hoes on my line I showed her my room and she came multiple times She came in 6:30, most of the time Sex in the morning, she told me open the blinds She wants that sunny D, juice her uncomfortably That’s carpet burning; minus sterling she get my currency She wanna chill in my studio, I said come with me And I mean that literally, take dick from me then cum with me [Breakdown] [Hook] [Outro] I don't trust these bitches, oh no I don't trust these bitches, oh no Man I love my niggas, man I love these figures But I don't trust these bitches