Doja

How can I be ****phobic? My ***** is gay

Hit man in the top, try see a man *******, even the stick is gay

Huggin' my bruddas and say that I love them, but I don't swing that way

The mandem *****rate Eid, the trap still runnin' on Christmas day

Somebody tell Doja Cat that I'm tryna indulge in that

In my grey tracksuit, see the bulge in that

See the motion clap when you're throwin' it back (When you're throwin' it back)

These females plannin' on doin' me wrong

So I'm grabbin' a 'dom out the Trojan pack

Post the location after we're gone

Can't slip and let them know where we're at

I don't know about you, but I valuе my life (But I value my life)

'Causе imagine I die (Die)

And I ain't made a hundred M's yet

There's so much things I ain't done yet

Like ******' a flight attendant, huh

I don't party, but I heard Cardi there, so **** it, I might attend it

Gotta kick back sometimes and wonder

How life would've been if I never did take them ri*** and would have I prospered?

Floatin' and I won't go under

Been outta town for a month

Absence made the love grow fonder

UK rap or UK drill, gotta mention my name if you talk 'bout the genre (Alright)

Ho-ho-how can I be ****phobic? (My ***** is gay)

Hit man in the top, try see a man *******, even the stick is gay

Huggin' my bruddas and say that I love them, but I don't swing that way (Way)

The mandem *****rate Eid, the trap still runnin' on Christmas day

Ho-ho-how can I be ****phobic? My ***** is gay

Hit man in the top, try see a man *******, even the stick is gay

Huggin' my bruddas and say that I love them, but I don't swing that way

The mandem *****rate Eid, the trap still runnin' on Christmas day