Try to take my shit gon die wit it
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
Know ya wanna get ya lick back
Know I'm hangin wit the killas
Whole lotta baby bottles need a sitter
I need like 5k for a feature
I need like 20k for a picture
Cause a lil pussy kid want me out
You gotta take that up with Scout
He just like, "Okay, we uppin the sco"
I just finished up a show, I think I'm ready go shoppin
If it's a problem let me know
I'm just like okay then solve it
She want a baby I told her to stop it
She want the kid and I told her she got it
How many racks can I fit in my pocket?
Enough to go put on ya mind if ya lost it
Can't even get it ya can't even rock it
And if you could you couldn't even do it like this
Bitch just called she wan' drink my spit
Okay come through bust on her lip
Kk, bye bye got you a Lyft
Yeah! I just been clutchin the sig can't even show it might be with the pigs
Try to take my shit gon die wit it
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
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Try to take my shit gon die wit it
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
Know ya wanna get ya lick back
Know I'm hangin wit the killas
Whole lotta baby bottles need a sitter
I need like 5k for a feature
I need like 20k for a picture
Cause a lil pussy kid want me out
You gotta take that up with Scout
He just like, "Okay, we uppin the sco"
I just finished up a show, I think I'm ready go shoppin
If it's a problem let me know
I'm just like okay then solve it
She want a baby I told her to stop it
She want the kid and I told her she got it
How many racks can I fit in my pocket?
Enough to go put on ya mind if ya lost it
Can't even get it ya can't even rock it
And if you could you couldn't even do it like this
Bitch just called she wan' drink my spit
Okay come through bust on her lip
Kk, bye bye got you a Lyft
Yeah! I just been clutchin the sig can't even show it might be with the pigs
Try to take my shit gon die wit it
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
Know ya wanna get ya lick back
Know I'm hangin wit the killas
Whole lotta baby bottles need a sitter
I need like 5k for a feature
I need like 20k for a picture
Cause a lil pussy kid want me out
You gotta take that up with Scout
He just like, "Okay, we uppin the sco"
I just finished up a show, I think I'm ready go shoppin
If it's a problem let me know
I'm just like okay then solve it
She want a baby I told her to stop it
She want the kid and I told her she got it
How many racks can I fit in my pocket?
Enough to go put on ya mind if ya lost it
Can't even get it ya can't even rock it
And if you could you couldn't even do it like this
Bitch just called she wan' drink my spit
Okay come through bust on her lip
Kk, bye bye got you a Lyft
Yeah! I just been clutchin the sig can't even show it might be with the pigs
Try to take my shit gon die wit it
Bro push up gon die wit em
Twin never gettin' tired of killin'
Bitch nigga never tired of snitchin'
Flyest kid I got God wit me
Remember I was makin' beats in the kitchen
Now I got model bitches and they kissin'
Rick on me and it costed a ticket
Maison Margiela it came with the digits
Bro too goat when he play with the chicken
Ion wanna talk I really don't listen
Bro get found he end up missin
I geek up and then talk with the Christians, yeah
Ion even pay attention
Yeah
Put that nigga with the dirt
I keep on countin' racks till my hands hurt
Told you shit was gon work
But, you switched up
Bitch nigga put that switch up
Now ya gotta pick ya twin up
I might just take her to Tiffany after she f*ck me good pick ya bitch up
I might just put her in spaceship so ya gotta come and get ya bitch back
Writer: Armani Gantt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid