Red dot on my glock
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
Shawty pullin' up to my show
My new song her ringtone
In that designer
From my head to my toes
Smoke up then we roll up
'Bouta hot box
How come you only hit me
When you broke and you ain't got nun' (nothing)?
Almost seems like you just waste my time
Because you not up
Why's it feel like I just hit the lotto?
I can't wait until tomorrow
While we smokin' on Gelato
I can't wait until I drop
And then go platinum
Like I'm Harlow
Smoke myself into the future
Double vision wit' my eyes closed
Red dot on my glock
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
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Red dot on my glock
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
Shawty pullin' up to my show
My new song her ringtone
In that designer
From my head to my toes
Smoke up then we roll up
'Bouta hot box
How come you only hit me
When you broke and you ain't got nun' (nothing)?
Almost seems like you just waste my time
Because you not up
Why's it feel like I just hit the lotto?
I can't wait until tomorrow
While we smokin' on Gelato
I can't wait until I drop
And then go platinum
Like I'm Harlow
Smoke myself into the future
Double vision wit' my eyes closed
Red dot on my glock
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
Shawty pullin' up to my show
My new song her ringtone
In that designer
From my head to my toes
Smoke up then we roll up
'Bouta hot box
How come you only hit me
When you broke and you ain't got nun' (nothing)?
Almost seems like you just waste my time
Because you not up
Why's it feel like I just hit the lotto?
I can't wait until tomorrow
While we smokin' on Gelato
I can't wait until I drop
And then go platinum
Like I'm Harlow
Smoke myself into the future
Double vision wit' my eyes closed
Red dot on my glock
There ain't no way I'm missin'
I got Saint Laurent
And I got bands to cash
They gon' hate on me
Yeah, I know they distant
Shawty love my life
Because I'm livin' different
Girls wit' me goin' wild
F*ck it, jump up in the crowd
F*ck it, I might get so high
I could damn near
Jump down off a cloud
You better not call back
Prada, Balenciaga
I don't even know where the mall at
Writer: Teddy Cooper, Jesse Perez
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