How can I be
homophobic
My bitch is gay
Hit man in the top
Try see a man topless,
even the stick is gay
Huggin' my bruddas and
say that I love them
But I don't
swing that way
The mandem
celebrate Eid
The trap still runnin'
on Christmas day
Somebody tell Doja Cat
That I'm tryna
indulge in that
In my grey tracksuit,
see the bulge in that
See the motion clap
when you're
throwin' it back
These females plannin'
on doin' me wrong
So I'm grabbin' a 'dom
out the Trojan pack
Post the location
after we're gone
Can't slip and let them
know where we're at
I don't know about
you but I value my life
'Cause imagine I die
And I ain't made
a hundred M's yet
There's so much things
I ain't done yet
Like fuckin' a
flight attendant, huh
I don't party,
but I heard Cardi there
So fuck it,
I might attend it
Gotta kick back
sometimes and wonder
How life woulda been
if I never did
take them risks
And would have
I prospered
Floatin' and
I won't go under
Been outta town
for a month
Absence made the
love grow fonder
UK rap or UK drill
Gotta mention my name
if you talk
'bout the genre
How can
I be homophobic
My bitch is gay
Hit man in the top
Try see a man topless,
even the stick is gay
Huggin' my bruddas and
say that I love them
But I don't
swing that way
The mandem
celebrate Eid
The trap still runnin'
on Christmas day
How can
I be homophobic
My bitch is gay
Hit man in the top
Try see a man topless,
even the stick is gay
Huggin' my bruddas and
say that I love them
But I don't
swing that way
The mandem
celebrate Eid
The trap still runnin'
on Christmas day