Thouxanbanfauni - Kehlani lyrics

[Intro] (Ayo, pass that) [Chorus] My b*tch bad Kehlani Yellow bone like Imani b*tch your boyfriend don't even try me My shooter, my shooter, Jelani I'm on my last pill Plug out of town still Locked in that stu' for real Been up for days, that Xan' gon' heal My b*tches be fake friends Fauni keep tabs on the kid I don't try to understand They can't even make sense of that sh*t Spun out 'round the [?] juice on my shirt, need a magic marker AMGs to the Bimmer truck, black German armor [Verse] Chevy Camaro 2.0 liter, turbocharger Four-cylinder engine, rev it up, rev it up, go a lil' harder Thesе ni**as forgot who helped em' out whеn they was down bad At least y'all show true colors, crusty, crusty crabs Gangbanging ni**as need to throw in the towel Switching up, switching up flags These broke ass ni**as afraid to fight Ruger sit on my lap Chicago, Atlanta and Chatt' [?] mailing in vacuum bags Forty-five for exotic Tax fifteen 'cause you ain't gon' find it You ain't even my partner Got gang tailing your whip, finna rob you Not impressed by no Jesus piece Don't get that, need to boss up Folks come around, we hit in a gym [?] scheming, I seen your plot Shawty too sleep, shawty a sheep [?] that's worse than being a thot If I'm scaring hoes with my thoughts, she better off being a bot Shawty too sleep, she a sheep [?] that's worse than being a nasty thot Full speed ahead, GPS taking us to ascension I pilot this spaceship on shrooms Buckle up, we hitting another dimension G Wagon, shock-absorbing G 550, feel suspension Whipping that brand new Bentayga Bentley Coming in hot with fierce intention Whipping that brand new Bentayga Bentley Coming in hot with fierce intention Coming in hot with fierce intention Coming in hot with fierce intention [Chorus] My b*tch bad Kehlani Yellow bone like Imani b*tch your boyfriend don't even try me My shooter, my shooter, Jelani I'm on my last pill Plug out of town still Locked in that stu' for real Been up for days, that Xan' gon' heal My b*tches be fake friends Fauni keep tabs on the kid I don't try to understand They can't even make sense of that sh*t Spun out 'round the [?] juice on my shirt, need a magic marker AMGs to the Bimmer truck, black German armor