Yeah, Trapavel, Huh,
Dxllabxy, Dxllabxys baby,
Im on what you on,
I could almost be missing anything
But what, what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call, what's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friends, gotta be your friends telling things
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, baby, you know that we grown, yeah
They always in business except they own, yeah
They tryna get you out your zone, yeah
But what's a queen without a throne yeah
I remember we had off nights
Steppin' in Palm Angels, or
We did the off whites, yeah
Call your phone to see you alright
Just to see if you'll be alright
Diamonds on you give you frostbite, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you want
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on the front or the back the front or the back the front or the back back back back
Got my diamonds dancing like they in a song
Got baddies busting in some thongs
So ahead of them, somebody tell them
Hurry, come on, they gon' turn my shit up
Anytime they throw my shit on
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front, from the back, from the side, until dawn
Niggas talk about no money, can get gone
Split, mess with my bitch, get a chopper in a whip
Pull a rocker from the hip aimed it proper when it split
Need a doctor with a hit, left you like a lock on a stick
Trap and dxlla never f*cking miss
I could almost be missing anything
But what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call
What's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friend
Gotta be your friend, sellin' things, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know, whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know I'm on whatever you on
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Yeah, Trapavel, Huh,
Dxllabxy, Dxllabxys baby,
Im on what you on,
I could almost be missing anything
But what, what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call, what's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friends, gotta be your friends telling things
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, baby, you know that we grown, yeah
They always in business except they own, yeah
They tryna get you out your zone, yeah
But what's a queen without a throne yeah
I remember we had off nights
Steppin' in Palm Angels, or
We did the off whites, yeah
Call your phone to see you alright
Just to see if you'll be alright
Diamonds on you give you frostbite, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you want
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on the front or the back the front or the back the front or the back back back back
Got my diamonds dancing like they in a song
Got baddies busting in some thongs
So ahead of them, somebody tell them
Hurry, come on, they gon' turn my shit up
Anytime they throw my shit on
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front, from the back, from the side, until dawn
Niggas talk about no money, can get gone
Split, mess with my bitch, get a chopper in a whip
Pull a rocker from the hip aimed it proper when it split
Need a doctor with a hit, left you like a lock on a stick
Trap and dxlla never f*cking miss
I could almost be missing anything
But what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call
What's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friend
Gotta be your friend, sellin' things, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know, whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Dxllabxy, Dxllabxys baby,
Im on what you on,
I could almost be missing anything
But what, what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call, what's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friends, gotta be your friends telling things
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, baby, you know that we grown, yeah
They always in business except they own, yeah
They tryna get you out your zone, yeah
But what's a queen without a throne yeah
I remember we had off nights
Steppin' in Palm Angels, or
We did the off whites, yeah
Call your phone to see you alright
Just to see if you'll be alright
Diamonds on you give you frostbite, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know I'm on whatever you want
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on
From the front or the back, just know I'm on what you on the front or the back the front or the back the front or the back back back back
Got my diamonds dancing like they in a song
Got baddies busting in some thongs
So ahead of them, somebody tell them
Hurry, come on, they gon' turn my shit up
Anytime they throw my shit on
You love me, then you hate me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
From the front, from the back, from the side, until dawn
Niggas talk about no money, can get gone
Split, mess with my bitch, get a chopper in a whip
Pull a rocker from the hip aimed it proper when it split
Need a doctor with a hit, left you like a lock on a stick
Trap and dxlla never f*cking miss
I could almost be missing anything
But what's a hand without a wedding ring
What's a call
What's a call if you gon' let it ring
Gotta be your friend
Gotta be your friend, sellin' things, yeah yeah
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know, just know, whatever you on
You hate me, then you love me
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Just know I'm on whatever you on
Writer: Dxlla Bxy, Aj Trap
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