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Blame on me no on you
No on you, blame on me no
Aye, aye

Lil Skies]
Blame on me, no on you
No you can't the truth
Imma slide right through yo
pop a pill or two
Let them hate, we the deuce
Fuck that, we loose
Pussy sweeter than juice
I slurp it like it's

[Chorus: Lil
She a type on the weekend
Perfect night, she let me start to creepin'
go on offense, I'm playin' defense
You top, I swear that's the perfect sequence

[Verse 1: Lil
Why you like to lie, shawty, you know you
See you fuckin' with me now cause I up and I flex
All they like to do is talk when they knew I was next
I just come up with these hits and lay low, collect my
She fuck solid niggas
She don't be fuckin' with broke
I ran it up, was my choice
She call me up when she pipe
My girl ain't playing no toys
Watch my back, lurkin'
My look better in person
And she still perfect
Dip and dash when we
Oh me, oh my
Put my hand on thighs
If I come tonight
make you touch the sky
Don't to wink my eye
Know I'm not even
You know just what I'm
Got you and all your

[Bridge: Lil
Blame on me, no on you
No you can't the truth
slide right through yo roof
Might pop a or two
Let hate, we chop the deuce
Fuck that, we loose
Pussy than some juice
I slurp it like it's

[Chorus: Lil
She a type on the weekend
Perfect night, she let me start to creepin'
Baby go on offense, I'm defense
You want top, I swear that's the sequence

2: Rich The Kid]
Hold my wrist up out the
Two bitches, spread your
pussy good, I'm blamin' you
You drippin', on you
She got real
Head real
They bitches from Florida
You can't afford her
Bentley truck might the coupe
I'm living
money then I'm stuck with you
Now I'm in love you
Plug up in the UFO
No talk, I'm the CEO
My bitches is bad, they do the
She way too foreign, straight off the
I put her on top, she leaking, she
Touch you a freak on the weekend, the
Blame on me no on you
Girl you can't hide the
I get a rari coupe
But just to on you

[Bridge: Lil
on me, no shame on you
No you can't hide the
Imma slide right through yo
Might pop a or two
Let them hate, we the deuce
that, we gettin' loose
Pussy sweeter some juice
I it like it's soup

Lil Skies]
She a naughty type on the
Perfect night, she gon' let me to creepin'
Baby go on offense, I'm playin'
You want top, I swear the perfect sequence