Poker!

Yuh
Is that your mans, my condolences
Money on my counter, same price as my foreign whip
She gon rolley-polley
She hold me
That’s what she’s going with
Shoot my shot like Kobe
She owe me
That’s why she’s throwing it
Back, uh
My calculations are correct, that shit’s a fact
Uh
I ain’t never seen a bitch with that much ass
Uh
He a dummy, talking funny he get smacked up
Left, right, duck
(Yuh, yuh)
He go daffy, and get quacked
Yeah
Yo bitch in my DMs, I ain’t even see em
Smoking on your mans, leave him in a mausoleum
Money on my mind, you don’t know it
Take a seat, uh
Looking like a jokr, this ain’t poker, ain’t no queens
Uh
Ponytail up, that’s the only way she feed
Uh
Choppa singing for thse Franklins, yeah I call that shit Aretha
She got bruises on her knees, but you know I ain’t no priest
Uh
I’mma play that shit like poker, you a joker and a fiend
Uh
Yeah you dummy, I don’t need ya
Your bitch a tease, uh
Shining red dots on yo block, gon make you have a seizure
Gave me so much brain, she can’t remember like amnesia
You want all the smoke
You just a hound, yeah you a chiefer
Woah
You ain’t nothing
You a pusssy
You just talking
Yeah
Woah
Bryson Tiller, man your bitch is hella toxic
Yeah
Don’t
You a copy, yeah my name is on your coffin
Yeah
Woah
Woah hollup
(I think Kidszn just walked in)
Yeah
Yo bitch in my DMs, I ain’t even see em
Smoking on your mans, leave him in a mausoleum
Money on my mind, you don’t know it
Take a seat, uh
Looking like a joker, this ain’t poker, ain’t no queens
Uh
Ponytail up, that’s the only way she feed
Uh
Choppa singing for these Franklins, yeah I call that shit Aretha
She got bruises on her knees, but you know I ain’t no priest
Uh
I’mma play that shit like poker, you a joker and a fiend
Uh