Gon' off a med okay
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Got a white bitch, like Alexa Bliss
I'm not fighting, cuz I keep the glick
I don't need a shooter, I know imma hit
Gotta beam on the glock
How the f*ck can I miss?
They see all my clothes
"How the f*ck you get this?"
I feel like I'm Summrs, this rich nigga shit
Finna copt a Hellcat
Bitch I'm a muf*cking demon
She tryna throw me the cat
Lil' bitch, swallow my semon
Finna go get some prada from Saks
I don't gotta have a damn reason
How imma trust that lil' nat?
Hmm? they switch like the seasons
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Gon' off a med okay
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
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Gon' off a med okay
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Got a white bitch, like Alexa Bliss
I'm not fighting, cuz I keep the glick
I don't need a shooter, I know imma hit
Gotta beam on the glock
How the f*ck can I miss?
They see all my clothes
"How the f*ck you get this?"
I feel like I'm Summrs, this rich nigga shit
Finna copt a Hellcat
Bitch I'm a muf*cking demon
She tryna throw me the cat
Lil' bitch, swallow my semon
Finna go get some prada from Saks
I don't gotta have a damn reason
How imma trust that lil' nat?
Hmm? they switch like the seasons
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Gon' off a med okay
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Got a white bitch, like Alexa Bliss
I'm not fighting, cuz I keep the glick
I don't need a shooter, I know imma hit
Gotta beam on the glock
How the f*ck can I miss?
They see all my clothes
"How the f*ck you get this?"
I feel like I'm Summrs, this rich nigga shit
Finna copt a Hellcat
Bitch I'm a muf*cking demon
She tryna throw me the cat
Lil' bitch, swallow my semon
Finna go get some prada from Saks
I don't gotta have a damn reason
How imma trust that lil' nat?
Hmm? they switch like the seasons
Got them racks on me, they astonishing
She threw me the pussy, imma punish it
Can't play wimme like I'm on punishment
These niggas my sons, they my descent
This gucci cologne, it be my scent
His bitch gon set him up, just like a tent
I caught em' lacking at the damn event
He didn't stand a chance, I gotta admit
Gon' off a med okay
Sippin' on red okay okay
Met a bad bitch in LA, but she wanna come to the H
Claim that he rich, lil' nigga no way
I took his bitch, turn his bitch to my bitch
'Cuz she heard I stack my chips, Frito-Lay
I ain't made it yet but I'm on my way
They see me gettin' money now they wanna hate
Choppa gon' rip like a damn Beyblade
I done seen it all, I never get fazed
808 choppa, this bitch got bass
No that's not a pimple, a beam on his face
These niggas be trippin, I knock off they lace
Don't care what you think, not a damn survey
My ma saw my money she was so amazed
Writer: Cam Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid