We got sights on the sticks she wanna know the range
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
Got a little boy talking up like he just turning 2
Happy birthday bitch we just turn that shit on snooze
We don't care if he lose someone mad we blew a fuse
I don't care about it
I don't care about it
We don't care We doubt it
We don't kill nobody Everybody doubt it
I'm the one who driving
Got to pull my pants up I don't got no options
What's the car we driving roll the weed up
We got sights on the sticks she wanna know the range
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
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We got sights on the sticks she wanna know the range
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
Got a little boy talking up like he just turning 2
Happy birthday bitch we just turn that shit on snooze
We don't care if he lose someone mad we blew a fuse
I don't care about it
I don't care about it
We don't care We doubt it
We don't kill nobody Everybody doubt it
I'm the one who driving
Got to pull my pants up I don't got no options
What's the car we driving roll the weed up
We got sights on the sticks she wanna know the range
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
Got a little boy talking up like he just turning 2
Happy birthday bitch we just turn that shit on snooze
We don't care if he lose someone mad we blew a fuse
I don't care about it
I don't care about it
We don't care We doubt it
We don't kill nobody Everybody doubt it
I'm the one who driving
Got to pull my pants up I don't got no options
What's the car we driving roll the weed up
We got sights on the sticks she wanna know the range
When I'm in that brand new Bentley I might park at range
Who yo momma think she raised
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the wave
I don't care about a broke boy he ain't in the way
Lost yo bitch Oh no
You got nothing Oh woah
It's a green day I got money coming my way
You can't hit the highway I get money my way
I be f*cking my way
Shoot shoot shoot the glue
I could f*ck up shit like you
Got yo bitch she want me to
Writer: Aleksey Johns
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