Josh Richards, Bryce Hall - Still Softish, текст песни
Yo, Bryce, this motherfuckin' mans tried to DM my girl Bro, he tried to fuck her Lil' fucking Hoodie or some shit, G Fucking waste, man, bro Bro, he wants the smoke, I guess Wakanda King Tryna fuck with me Tryna fuck my girl Like I couldn’t see Broke bitch, broken-ass nose bitch Small dick, still kinda softish Toxic, act like you poppin' No, bitch, built like a chopstick Talk about money you got You know you ain’t got a lot (No money, woah) You know you had one shot (One shot) Charli’s the tick to your tock Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock Time’s running out, eighteen 'til you get clout Lights out, lights out, no tour Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more Ayy, little bitch, look at where you’re at now (Ayy, yeah) Little soft dick ain’t no match for my crown (Small dick) Still softish, you softish And if I’m being honest, you’re just a fucking novice We ain’t do this for the bands We doing this just to tell all your fans You still be fucking with girls Telling people Charli’s your world? No, trust me, he’s a rose But this one time when he broke his nose He lost his temper, didn’t whimper Just said he’s a bitch-ass— Yo, yo, yo Bryce, probably shouldn’t say that, bud Oh shit, you right, uh, producer can you cut that shit out? No ladies, hell of a guy He’s kind of one of a kind Just let them take some time To find out all of his lies Sitting there with my girl on the phone (Brr) Telling me she can’t get alone This dude really think he cold (Not cold) Tryna fuck while his girl at home Talk about money you got You know you ain’t got a lot (No money) You know you had one shot (One shot) Charli’s the tick to your tock (Ayy) Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock Time’s running out, eighteen 'til you get clout Lights out, lights out, no tour Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more Ayy, little bitch, look at where you’re at now (Ayy, yeah) Little soft dick ain’t no match for my crown (Small dick) Still softish, you softish And if I’m being honest, you’re just a fucking novice Ayy, little bitch look at where you’re at now (Ayy) Little soft dick ain’t no match for my crown Still softish, you softish And if I’m being honest, you’re just a fucking novice This guy’s a fucking waste Hahaha, you fuckin' twat Dude, you’re a fucking waste, man, bro
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