[Verse 1] Ratchet house party with the lights off I can smell her pussy all night, dawg All the hoes fuckin in here, all the hoes fuckin' they friends You better keep the lights off Bitches in the kitchen getting fucked up Kissing on each other, bitch I wanna fuck She sucking on a bottle of Ciroc, don't stop Got my dick standing tall like a mailbox She popping, she smoking, she sucking a dick She owe me from Instagram, liking her pics She DM my nigga, we tagging that bitch Her friend was a nine and we tussled that bitch I'm wit my niggas, we want all the bitches Fuck every nigga who ain't in it with us All the hoes coming home with us We gon' send them back full of nut (fill that bitch up)
[Chorus] That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram (yes huh) That's the bitch from the gram (know you know her) That's the bitch from the gram (prolly fucked her) That's the bitch from the gram (yeah) That's the bitch from the gram (it's that bitch) You know that she fuckin', she bustin it open, god damn That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram (she freaky mane) That's the bitch from the gram (be careful) That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram (I told you mane) That's the bitch from the gram You know that she fuckin', she bustin it open, god damn That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram That's the bitch from the gram You know that she fuckin', she bustin it open, god damn That's the bitch from the gramTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
