

Prompt / Lyrics
Freaky bitches Tweakers fuckin up my speakers Now my liquor got me lifted In the club, is where I drink that Bust down bitch Men schemin’ for a free hug I don’t even blink, bitch Til he pays it up Nah Flawless body, yeah Let’s get to talkin All this Cardi On my wrist, yeah I got it locked in He be eye-fuckin me Every time he see me But I only cum on racks I don’t cum for free Get it uppin, get to fuckin Pour the liquor, get it poppin Get to trickin, get that cash Only throw ass for the bag Hit the floor, lights low, heels click On the pole, bust down low, that’s a real fuckin trick. for sure In my eyes? All lies. Bitch, it’s only me you see Wrist say freeze and I ain’t talkin police Pussy too rare, he think he rawin a vegan Look but don’t touch, pink tits through the tee peekin Thick thighs, now his face steady sinkin He say it’s so hot, he don’t care if he’s breathin Gasp
Tags
Slut pop, rap, club
0:55
No
1/12/2026