Trend - Ayye b**h lyrics

[Verse 1] Ayye b**h, T-Raww Bad b**h, f** her better with the lights on Me go psycho in the p**y she don't mind at all Me high off a molly, now I tell her f** Big Sean Psycho might go, n***as dont like no n***a getting money, want me dead like Castro Jump her on my lap, then go yonkers to my odd flow Top flow, telescope, watch her and die slow (Fire flow) animal, cookie eat a rookie, I'm Geronimo The diabolical, carnivore Eat the sh** now I got holla toast Halitosis I'm dopest n***a you ain't know this Drop 150 on the yacht Master, I'm a ma**acre, the ice k** the watch f**ing two b**hes while my other b**h watch My conceited b**h in London, she speaks so posh n***a this that T-naaa, n***a this that woo-ha She f**ed the whole crew, now the hoes 2 live These days, too many lies, too many rhymes Cashing out getting mine motherf**a, then I'm out W-W-Well Done