And she all up on me
Buy the hoe some Marni
Cause she love to party
Foreign whip don't crash the car please
Now I'm out my body
Takin' percs and addies
Smokin' big gelatis
Hella geeked now she gon' top me
Now we racin' top speed
That lil boy can't stop me
And this bitch a thot piece
She just wanna bop the whole team
Now we smokin' OG,
Ballin' like I'm Kobe
Brodie feel like Frobie,
Shootin' shit like we in 03
Ayy, she suckin' the dick with the two hands
Ayy, I'm lovin' that bad bitch, she got two friends
Like damn, like wait, I'm gettin' too fast for you niggas
Y'all niggas is pussy, and I'm gettin' richer
I get to the money the bank, and they all six figures
Get to the money the bank
Get so high and I'm losin' my mind
Break that bitch and I'm breakin' her spine
Bitch what you want, why you wastin' my time
Can't get mad man, she so fine
I'm lovin' that bitch, she so divine
Get so geeked think that she mine
Get so geeked think that she mine
But she is a hoe, I cannot trust her
In the backseat, pull out that rubber
Yeah we send shots, shots at your brother
Pick this cash up, now I'm up 300
I'm a stacker, big trapper, big gatt
Uh, yeah, Why you niggas be cap?
Big gun please do not lack
Goyard
Goyard Bag
For all you niggas that's goin' out sad
On the set, I got bands we pull up in a vette
We just met
And I'm takin' her back to the bed
You don't believe me bread taller then Chet
We talkin' hot then we aim at your hat
Or we gon' take all your gualla instead
Bum boy you live in a shed
You are the feds
You need to go,
And I been whippin' up shit while I got your girl praising me like she the Pope
And I been mixin' this shit wanna blow up with music cause I really hope
Unky said that I had the rap game up on lock I told him I know
I been ridin' and slidin and glidin
Im hiding pain nobody know
You ain't low, boy get out
We know that game we gon' come to your house
That boy a rat he gon' squeak like a mouse
Killin her shit while I pull up her blouse
Ayy, it's 3 me
Bitch we glee, oh
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And she all up on me
Buy the hoe some Marni
Cause she love to party
Foreign whip don't crash the car please
Now I'm out my body
Takin' percs and addies
Smokin' big gelatis
Hella geeked now she gon' top me
Now we racin' top speed
That lil boy can't stop me
And this bitch a thot piece
She just wanna bop the whole team
Now we smokin' OG,
Ballin' like I'm Kobe
Brodie feel like Frobie,
Shootin' shit like we in 03
Ayy, she suckin' the dick with the two hands
Ayy, I'm lovin' that bad bitch, she got two friends
Like damn, like wait, I'm gettin' too fast for you niggas
Y'all niggas is pussy, and I'm gettin' richer
I get to the money the bank, and they all six figures
Get to the money the bank
Get so high and I'm losin' my mind
Break that bitch and I'm breakin' her spine
Bitch what you want, why you wastin' my time
Can't get mad man, she so fine
I'm lovin' that bitch, she so divine
Get so geeked think that she mine
Get so geeked think that she mine
But she is a hoe, I cannot trust her
In the backseat, pull out that rubber
Yeah we send shots, shots at your brother
Pick this cash up, now I'm up 300
I'm a stacker, big trapper, big gatt
Uh, yeah, Why you niggas be cap?
Big gun please do not lack
Goyard
Goyard Bag
For all you niggas that's goin' out sad
On the set, I got bands we pull up in a vette
We just met
And I'm takin' her back to the bed
You don't believe me bread taller then Chet
We talkin' hot then we aim at your hat
Or we gon' take all your gualla instead
Bum boy you live in a shed
You are the feds
You need to go,
And I been whippin' up shit while I got your girl praising me like she the Pope
And I been mixin' this shit wanna blow up with music cause I really hope
Unky said that I had the rap game up on lock I told him I know
I been ridin' and slidin and glidin
Im hiding pain nobody know
You ain't low, boy get out
We know that game we gon' come to your house
That boy a rat he gon' squeak like a mouse
Killin her shit while I pull up her blouse
Ayy, it's 3 me
Bitch we glee, oh
Buy the hoe some Marni
Cause she love to party
Foreign whip don't crash the car please
Now I'm out my body
Takin' percs and addies
Smokin' big gelatis
Hella geeked now she gon' top me
Now we racin' top speed
That lil boy can't stop me
And this bitch a thot piece
She just wanna bop the whole team
Now we smokin' OG,
Ballin' like I'm Kobe
Brodie feel like Frobie,
Shootin' shit like we in 03
Ayy, she suckin' the dick with the two hands
Ayy, I'm lovin' that bad bitch, she got two friends
Like damn, like wait, I'm gettin' too fast for you niggas
Y'all niggas is pussy, and I'm gettin' richer
I get to the money the bank, and they all six figures
Get to the money the bank
Get so high and I'm losin' my mind
Break that bitch and I'm breakin' her spine
Bitch what you want, why you wastin' my time
Can't get mad man, she so fine
I'm lovin' that bitch, she so divine
Get so geeked think that she mine
Get so geeked think that she mine
But she is a hoe, I cannot trust her
In the backseat, pull out that rubber
Yeah we send shots, shots at your brother
Pick this cash up, now I'm up 300
I'm a stacker, big trapper, big gatt
Uh, yeah, Why you niggas be cap?
Big gun please do not lack
Goyard
Goyard Bag
For all you niggas that's goin' out sad
On the set, I got bands we pull up in a vette
We just met
And I'm takin' her back to the bed
You don't believe me bread taller then Chet
We talkin' hot then we aim at your hat
Or we gon' take all your gualla instead
Bum boy you live in a shed
You are the feds
You need to go,
And I been whippin' up shit while I got your girl praising me like she the Pope
And I been mixin' this shit wanna blow up with music cause I really hope
Unky said that I had the rap game up on lock I told him I know
I been ridin' and slidin and glidin
Im hiding pain nobody know
You ain't low, boy get out
We know that game we gon' come to your house
That boy a rat he gon' squeak like a mouse
Killin her shit while I pull up her blouse
Ayy, it's 3 me
Bitch we glee, oh
Writer: 5ive 7ent
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