Just poured out Wokhardt, so no this cup ain't filled with regular soda
Got my, got my mind on shit that's making me feel older
My wrist, hit zero joules so I don't think it can get colder, bitch
That boy was old news, we stuffed him in the folder, bitch
Make some room for me
Dolce Bana shades around my vision look like Wolverine
I can sense the vibes you stinking up, I feel your energy
Better play fair game, I'll smack you up, Patrick Beverly
In need of action, I get bored of hitting shops
I got four connections with the plug, connect the dots
Pussies caught me slipping once, okay, but they ain't pop
Wonder why
Seo keeps in touch with the cops
All white fit, looks like I'm dressed for Michael Rubin
I ain't taking her ass for food unless it's Cuban
If you drop that lo just duck your head, you know we shooting
Hide all of your goodies too, cause we do all the looting
I'm hanging up the phone if she ain't got some butt
I ain't gon' lie, I f*ck these women, frankly, I don't give a f*ck
She scratched her eye, something's got it stuck
I said, bitch, that's my nut
I don't pay no mind to sluts, I'm scoring goals just like a puck
Y'all know what the f*ck going on
We really out here too, in the stu
Cooking all y'all boys on the mic, shit
Pull up, pull up
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Ooo baby, it's so cold without you in my world
I know I treat you like a hoe but that's just how I roll
That pussy wet just like my phone when it don't let me scroll
I cannot lie, I like it when you show those belly rolls
All them fellas on your Insta, they can't have it
They don't got the vibes we pushing, they can't match it
If he slide into your DMs, we can 1v1
He got them fists, but baby, I got plenty guns
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
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Just poured out Wokhardt, so no this cup ain't filled with regular soda
Got my, got my mind on shit that's making me feel older
My wrist, hit zero joules so I don't think it can get colder, bitch
That boy was old news, we stuffed him in the folder, bitch
Make some room for me
Dolce Bana shades around my vision look like Wolverine
I can sense the vibes you stinking up, I feel your energy
Better play fair game, I'll smack you up, Patrick Beverly
In need of action, I get bored of hitting shops
I got four connections with the plug, connect the dots
Pussies caught me slipping once, okay, but they ain't pop
Wonder why
Seo keeps in touch with the cops
All white fit, looks like I'm dressed for Michael Rubin
I ain't taking her ass for food unless it's Cuban
If you drop that lo just duck your head, you know we shooting
Hide all of your goodies too, cause we do all the looting
I'm hanging up the phone if she ain't got some butt
I ain't gon' lie, I f*ck these women, frankly, I don't give a f*ck
She scratched her eye, something's got it stuck
I said, bitch, that's my nut
I don't pay no mind to sluts, I'm scoring goals just like a puck
Y'all know what the f*ck going on
We really out here too, in the stu
Cooking all y'all boys on the mic, shit
Pull up, pull up
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Ooo baby, it's so cold without you in my world
I know I treat you like a hoe but that's just how I roll
That pussy wet just like my phone when it don't let me scroll
I cannot lie, I like it when you show those belly rolls
All them fellas on your Insta, they can't have it
They don't got the vibes we pushing, they can't match it
If he slide into your DMs, we can 1v1
He got them fists, but baby, I got plenty guns
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Got my, got my mind on shit that's making me feel older
My wrist, hit zero joules so I don't think it can get colder, bitch
That boy was old news, we stuffed him in the folder, bitch
Make some room for me
Dolce Bana shades around my vision look like Wolverine
I can sense the vibes you stinking up, I feel your energy
Better play fair game, I'll smack you up, Patrick Beverly
In need of action, I get bored of hitting shops
I got four connections with the plug, connect the dots
Pussies caught me slipping once, okay, but they ain't pop
Wonder why
Seo keeps in touch with the cops
All white fit, looks like I'm dressed for Michael Rubin
I ain't taking her ass for food unless it's Cuban
If you drop that lo just duck your head, you know we shooting
Hide all of your goodies too, cause we do all the looting
I'm hanging up the phone if she ain't got some butt
I ain't gon' lie, I f*ck these women, frankly, I don't give a f*ck
She scratched her eye, something's got it stuck
I said, bitch, that's my nut
I don't pay no mind to sluts, I'm scoring goals just like a puck
Y'all know what the f*ck going on
We really out here too, in the stu
Cooking all y'all boys on the mic, shit
Pull up, pull up
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Ooo baby, it's so cold without you in my world
I know I treat you like a hoe but that's just how I roll
That pussy wet just like my phone when it don't let me scroll
I cannot lie, I like it when you show those belly rolls
All them fellas on your Insta, they can't have it
They don't got the vibes we pushing, they can't match it
If he slide into your DMs, we can 1v1
He got them fists, but baby, I got plenty guns
IIIIII
I'm too famous for some daps
Bend it over, make it clap
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Can you
Can you tell the world it's snatched
Writer: Sean O'Rourke
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid