Babyswank, Lamont Holt, JERHELL, DBangz - House Arrest Type Beat lyrics

I'm at- I'm at Suecos, bitch

They be tryna keep with the stacks
Finna bust up on her face and
Then I blow out the back
Nigga, why the fuck is you mad?
Took a trip up out of state and
I came back with a bag

I fucked that nigga bitch
I fucked that nigga bitch
I fucked that nigga bitch
Said I fucked that nigga bitch
I fucked that nigga bitch
I fucked that nigga bitch
I fucked that nigga bitch 'cause
That nigga is a bitch

Shit, I'm already on house arrest
(DBangz, can you eat my ass)
Might as well do a verse

I fucked that nigga bitch
Can't walk her out because of house arrest
(Nah) bitch, get on yo' knees
I brought you here because yo' mouth the best
(Yup) you be on my dick just
Like these niggas, baby, i'on stress
(Nah) bitch, I'm like a tiger or a lion
You my lioness (R-r ra)
So growl for the dick because you
Know that shit is imminent
I'm tryin' to eat yo' ass
Don't really care if you ain't into it
(I don't) 'Cause "me" and "a grimy-ass
Nigga" is a synonym (Same)
So put yo' foot inside my mouth
I bet it taste like cinnamon (Mm)
So if you ain't gon' open up that mouth
What I'ma finish in? (Huh?)
Wait, never mind, whip out them ankles
They a stimulant (Yup)
Be sure to call me papi 'cause
I know yo' dad a immigrant but if you don't
These hoes still finna blow
Me like a instrument (Wait)

Baby, I ain't tryin' to cuff
I wanna fuck though, fuck
He was talkin' on the 'Gram, hella cutthroat
Uh hope he really bustin' for a young ho
Only twenty-three, off a bean
Gettin' dumped though swank, I'm a mac daddy
Mac daddy baby, do yo' Cat Daddy
Nah, that's corny, don't do that shit, please

Why they claimin' what they did not?
Oh, now they see the flames, bitch
I been hot my wrist got her dancin' in
This bitch like it's TikTok
Leave a op' in the back, wssh, ziplock
We got niggas buyin' views just
To keep up wit' us leave 'em in the dust
My drip leave 'em in mud
Wetter than a tub, my wrist rub-a-dub-dub
That nigga really bitch, you just cover it up

Down in the DM, talkin' like
"What you been on?" i think I got a ride you
Could probably try to sit on
Hit me right back 'cause she know
I'm 'bout to get on
She want it in her stomach
She gon' feel it in her ribs though
Lubrication, baby girl, before your braces
Nice white teeth
But I'm actin' like a racist
White teeth on black meat, now, baby
That's a hate crime open up wide
I need your mouth to have some hang time
Lackin' electrolytes
The way these hoes collect the pipe
I slide it in your throat
Now I'm overloadin' your overbite
Need you hot and ready and Becky
Gon' let me get a slice
She smell like bad decisions with a
Lil' hint of pumpkin spice