Working On Dying, Hula - F.Y.B. lyrics

And I want, and I want, and I want
'Cause I want, yeah, yeah
Can we just do one more?
(I’m Working on Dying)

And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch ’cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to

If I want that, I'm gonna get that
Send the addy to your block
We gonna spin that
Send your location, where your bitch at?
We gon' spin that, where yo’ bitch at
Spin that, that
With a bag, ayy bitch get a bag
Bitch get a- get a bag on a fucking tag, tag
If I’m with yo' nigga he
Gon’ pay the fucking tab
And that nigga nut, he a nut
If he a gnat, I can't smack that
6ix9ine, he a fuckin' rat, rat
Damn, get back, back
I'm thinkin’ I want you back, but
I'ma just stick to them racks
They know that is a fact
I'ma spend a band, oh
Yo' girl callin' me in a rental
Fuckin' on that- she a fan, oh
Fuckin' on that ho, she a fan ho

And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'causе I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'causе I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
And I fuck your bitch 'cause I want to
'Cause I want to i'ma fuck your bitch
Bitch 'cause I want to i'ma fuck your bitch
'Cause I want to i'ma fuck your bitch
I want to i'ma fuck your bitch, yeah