Yikes On Bikes (feat. Dane Fyffe)
Bhris Oeaux
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Everything don't happen for a reason This might be one of those things Yikes! On bikes! He go to work in the day She go to work at night She let her manager hit it raw But her manager's a dyke You bought a brand new drop For the hoes and the clout But her favorite nigga is a foot soldier And he sell five dollar loud Yikes! On bikes! She just made a deposit They was tryna buy a new crib But her man was hiding in the closet Yikes on Bikes! She warned her best friend about her man She got the code to her nigga phone And seen her best friend in his DMs She left her man for her side nigga On the gram he was lit She had to pay for the first date He pulled a "I left my wallet" trick You thought your mans was a real nigga He was your partner in crime He put the whole hood in his statement So he ain't have to do the time Your girl came to your birthday party With a red bow on a big box Ya rip the paper off and open it up It ain't nothing but some socks She posted a picture you took together And she hit yo ass with the crop You been on shorty for a year now And the pussy like a desert in a box Yikes on bikes That ain't right Niggas gon' have to respect my shit Or we gon' fight Disrespect me and I'm biting your ear Bitch I'm mike You gotta meditate for the L's that you take Candle light Yeah I only sniffed your panties once What the f*ck? Are we going? Listen sis a nigga don't gotta be a physicist To figure out when shits wrong from right It's not my fault you're white You should've fell back When my girlfriend pressed you You would've never lost that My dick game's trash Yikes! On Bikes! My last bitch stayed with me When I was a soundcloud rapper In a wack ass bachelor pad But her only bad habit was that She would free base crack Yikes! On Bikes Who said that? You can't handle the fact that you're broke And it's based on math You can't blame mom And you can't blame dad What if OJ would've still stayed black? I can't really understand monogamy Why would I only have sex with one girl When she fucks anyone who gives her a compliment I'm not saying I'm the best rapper But that line should at least get your attention Her makeup doesn't blend in But it says she a lash tech on LinkedIn You should probably unfriend her He go to work in the day She go to work at night She let her manager hit it raw But her manager's a dyke You bought a brand new drop For the hoes and the clout But her favorite nigga is a foot soldier And he sell five dollar loud Yikes! On bikes! She just made a deposit They was tryna buy a new crib But her man was hiding in the closet Yikes on Bikes! She warned her best friend about her man She got the code to her nigga phone And seen her best friend in his DMs Yikes!
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Written by: Christopher Jones-Brown, Dane Fyffe
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