Fisherrr Lyrics

[Chorus: Cash Cobain & Bay Swag]
Got a attitude, but you bad as shit, so I ain't mad at you
And you tatted too, what I got to do to be having you?
I play the avenue, top-five Slizzy and a savage too
And your ass fat, know you eat your rice and your cabbage too
She a savage too, I'm a savage too, it's compatible
She was talking practice, had to cut her off, got a badder boo
I ain't chicken tender, if you f*ck my brother, I ain't mad at you
f*ckin' in the kitchen we ain't even make it to the master room
Met her in the trenches, swear she suck it different, and she tatted too
[Verse 1: Cash Cobain & Bay Swag]
And she independent, swear this bitch is different and she nasty too
Yeah, my body different, when I'm off a yidda, I'm an animal
And her body different, I'ma eat on that bitch like I'm Hannibal
I'ma act a fool, I get active too
I'ma eat that p*ssy like an edible
For sure, tss
I'm off a Percocet, but lil' mami be popping that Adderall
For sure, tss
That p*ssy be perfect wet
When you in it, it you feel like it's grabbing you
For sure, tss
I know they mad at you, but I had to do what I had to do
For sure, tch, tss
She got a attitude when she suck the dick it's like she mad at you
For sure

[Bridge: Bay Swag]
I want y'all to go back, go back
Just like, "And this beat from Cash not from YouTube"
Yup, that's me
Magic
And this beat from Cash not from YouTube

[Verse 2: Cash Cobain & Bay Swag] Dunkin' shit like NBA, would've thought a nigga was from Baton Rouge
Made her sign an NDA, f*ck what niggas say, we don't follow rules
Put that p*ssy on my face, get your p*ssy drank, like some Mountain Dew
In Miami, I'm with Lou, we found something new at the Fontaine Bleau
They ain't giving mouth like you, make it bounce like you, make it pounce like you
If I need to hit you up just to get a nut, I can count on you
Lately I've been sipping drank, switchin' hella states, I ain't in the mood
Slidin' the Bentley truck with a Spanish bitch, put her in some Loub's
For sure (For sure)
She blow the dick like it was a flute
For sure
p*ssy so good, I'm never dubbin' you
For sure, tss
We met at the Ritz Carl, not the W
For sure
I mix the honey and Henny, I'm tryna fun with you
For sure
[Chorus: Cash Cobain & Bay Swag]
Got a attitude, but you bad as shit, so I ain't mad at you
And you tatted too, what I got to do to be having you?
I play the avenue, top-five Slizzy and a savage too
And your ass fat, know you eat your rice and your cabbage too
She a savage too, I'm a savage too, it's compatible
She was talking practice, had to cut her off, got a badder boo
I ain't chicken tender, if you f*ck my brother, I ain't mad at you
f*ckin' in the kitchen we ain't even make it to the master room
Met her in the trenches, swear she suck it different, and she tatted too

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