fun hyperpop song

Pourin up wock in the bathroom He be gettin mad, that's what that cash do I be gettin high, that's what that thrax do F*ck me over, but I ain't mad at you I ain't mad at you Hop up in the beemer, it's so comfortable She fuckin'with my swag, she let me take her home But I ain't the man, you should be counting on I'm so sick, you can hear it in my voice I got hoes, I ain fucking with no boys Keep that toolie, keep that toolie like a toy I can't f*ck with that bitch, she annoying Dress her in Balenci, she spoiled She was talking shit, she exposed I don't wanna have to, let her go, let her go I don't wanna have to, let her go Let her go Let her go Pourin up wock in the bathroom He be gettin mad, that's what that cash do I be gettin high, that's what that thrax do F*ck me over, but I ain't mad at you I ain't mad at you Hop up in the beemer, it's so comfortable She fuckin'with my swag, she let me take her home But I ain't the man, you should be counting on