OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Drop top Porsche box
New glock riding with your thot
She likes to up and down
Like the gas stock
I'm balling break your ankles finger 4 lock
Dropped out of school
But bet know how to count that guap
Baby got the cake I asked
If she knew Betty Crock
If she clean then ima eat her
Better than her man
Use to starve now thumb thru checks
Like got 400 hands
I got that beam you won't touch me
Cook your silky at 400 degrees
See the red lines that's Prada on the sleeves
Don't talk to me I don't f*ck with no dweebs
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Ocean gråta djävulen - Bling Bling Lyrics
Ocean gråta djävulen - Bling Bling Lyrics
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OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Drop top Porsche box
New glock riding with your thot
She likes to up and down
Like the gas stock
I'm balling break your ankles finger 4 lock
Dropped out of school
But bet know how to count that guap
Baby got the cake I asked
If she knew Betty Crock
If she clean then ima eat her
Better than her man
Use to starve now thumb thru checks
Like got 400 hands
I got that beam you won't touch me
Cook your silky at 400 degrees
See the red lines that's Prada on the sleeves
Don't talk to me I don't f*ck with no dweebs
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Drop top Porsche box
New glock riding with your thot
She likes to up and down
Like the gas stock
I'm balling break your ankles finger 4 lock
Dropped out of school
But bet know how to count that guap
Baby got the cake I asked
If she knew Betty Crock
If she clean then ima eat her
Better than her man
Use to starve now thumb thru checks
Like got 400 hands
I got that beam you won't touch me
Cook your silky at 400 degrees
See the red lines that's Prada on the sleeves
Don't talk to me I don't f*ck with no dweebs
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
OG told me put my foot up on they necks
Ewww I should teach you how to dress
5K in my jeans still look a mess
She left me on read but I ain't stress
2 chains on me 3 rings on bling
Writer: Paris Anderson
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