But there isn’t necessarily poor treatment if you link up with WhoHeem, because he promises to treat her like ‘monarchy. “Let’s Link” sings about ‘connecting’ with a girlfriend/boyfriend even though they could be taken by their partners. “Lets Link” seems inspired by San Bernardino, California rapper Whoheem’s experiences hitting on girls in their Instagram DMs and it sounds as if it was written at his local mall’s food court. You bitches couldn’t see her on her worst dayįly bitch like first day of school on her birthdayĬome on with Heem, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no handsĬome on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem (Ah)Ĭome on, let’s link (Ah), what you tryna do? (Ah) She got a squabble like a nigga, yeah, she get it from hr father. Dont let any nigga hit, so they call her a bopper (bopper) Cant no bitch top her. Give him pussy, got him stuck, he said I love you on the first day I like you, I dont give a fuck bout your boyfriend. Mace a bitch up, tear your drawers, she might spit too My dick, my SIG Make a nigga bust in a M-I-N Oh, that's what I like, baby, ah That's what I like Chorus I like you, I don't give a fck 'bout your boyfriend Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands I like you, I don't give a fck 'bout your boyfriend Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with. Turned off her pipe and then she bossed up I ain't never heard 'bout a top-notch bitch Some raw little chick who ain't did no dick So when I get a check, put ice on my wrist Got a whole lot of shit, nothing for a bitch My name hold weight. Sold her nigga, won’t offer it up, notched up He done lost a good bitch, downgraded to a basicīitch is lucky, call her sour folk ’cause she change Two weeks, he couldn’t find no replacement Wrong shoe, wrong fit, no Cinderella, girlīro big mad it’s not him that she chasin’ Nails done, lemon braids, they’re so pretty, girl, ah She got a squabble like a nigga, yeah, she get it from her father Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bandsĭon’t let any nigga hit, so they call her a bopper I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriendĬome on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
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