Set Up Story Part 1 lyrics

[Intro]
Shh, uh
sh*t, know what we on
These hoes
Don't trust these hoes (No, no, no, no, no)
I won't never trust no ho
f*ck that sh*t

[Verse 1]
House on the hills, I wake up to pus*y
I'm really enjoyin' the view (Enjoyin' the view)
It's a couple of hoes that hittin' my line
They said that they wanna come through (They said that they wanna come through)
So I roll up a Swisher, she suckin' my di*k
I swear to God, that b*tch the truth (Dun, dun)
But the other hoes hittin' my line, they thick
I don't know what I'ma do (I don't know what I'ma do)
So I tell her, "Get out," she said that, "You trippin'"
It just what I thought, this hoe got to b*tchin'
The time that we spent, this sh*t hurt ya feelings (Let's go)
I knew I was wrong, I shouldn'ta did it, ayy (f*ck)
Kick her out the spot, other hoes pull up
She got some big ass titties with a big ass butt
I can see how she look, man, I know she a sl*t (Yeah, yeah)
If I shoot her one, she gon' catch her a nut (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
(Na-na-na-na, la-la-la-la, what the f*ck goin' on?)
I think she tryna set me up (We gon' see though, set me up, set me up)
(What the f*ck goin' on, bruh?)
I got my shooter in the cut (I got my shooter, shooter)

[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' at Tevo, he mackin' her friend
I know he gon' buss that hoe down (I know it)
You could look at my b*tch, look at her hips
Yeah, she curvy and round (You know that she cute)
I throw back a Perc'
Gimme twenty minutes, bet that I'm workin' this hoe (I bet that, hoe)
Throw back the ten or the fifteen or the thirty
I don't even f*ckin' know, f*ck it, took it, though
I look at this b*tch and I realize (f*ck)
She sneaky, she been on that phone too long
The last hoe played, they both died (Brrt)
This sh*t dejà vu, what the f*ck goin' on (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I'ma scope this sh*t out (I'm peek)
I'ma play this sh*t smooth, I might be wrong (I might be wrong)
Had that Glock in the couch (What?)
Tevo, make sure that you clutchin' yo' chrome

[Chorus]
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, what's goin' on, bruh?)
I think she tryna set me up (I think she tryna set me up; we gon' see though)
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, what's goin' on?)
I got my shooter in the cut (Ayy)
[Verse 3]
They sip a lil' crown, they get a lil' horny
I think that they ready to f*ck (To f*ck, yeah)
So I think in my head 'bout all of my strokes (Yeah, yeah)
About how I'ma pipe this b*tch up (Yeah, yeah)
You know that I got my Magnum, that is not a problem
We do not have them troubles (None of those troubles)
So she come in my room, I turn on that Marvin Gaye
So I know I'ma f*ck (I know I'ma f*ck)
Man, hold up (The f*ck?), I can't believe this b*tch (Wait, hold up)
Lookin' at your phone, you sent the drops (f*ck)
Betrayed or just defeated me
Look in her face, I spit up on it
Man, I damn near beat that b*tch (b*tch)
And we gon' let that n*gga pull up just to show him how we get (Grrt, grrt, grrt, brrt, brrt)

[Chorus]
(Na-la-la-la, la-la-la-na, can't believe this sh*t)
I think she tryna set me up (She set me up; we gon' see though)
(Na-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, she set me up)
I got my shooter in the cut (Hold on)

[Outro]
Ayy, there's some trappers in here
To be continued
To be continued
Don't let this sh*t play out
Rah