Yea
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Baby what it do I can show you how to stunt
Smokin' on this blunt and im fillin' up my cup
Ayye, I'm just tryna stunt
Ayye
Baby I'm just tryna stunt
Aye
Only here for couple weeks (Woah Woah)
Tryna see if you a freak (She a freak)
Got me f*ckin' up my sheets (God damn)
When I shop it aint cheap (Nah)
When I splurge it ain't cheap
Got the Louis on my feet
Man I'm f*ckin' up this beat
Baby ride me like a jeep
Baby ride me like a foreign
All this shit can't get boring
All this money bitch touring
All this lean bitch im pourin'
I can take you where you want, We can do what you want
Weak bitches tryna stunt, They aint makin' noise
Do this shit everyday, Bitch I'm the boy
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
(Woah Woah)
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
Syrup wit the Sprite (Aye)
Let the beat breathe (I'm throwd then a motherf*cker this shit cray mane)
Let the beat breathe
Been awhile since you seen me
Been awhile since we kicked it now
I'm just tryna dick you down
F*ck nigga play around, Give em 100 rounds
How that sound?
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Yea yea
Yea
Lil Seoul bitch I'm signing off
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Yea
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Baby what it do I can show you how to stunt
Smokin' on this blunt and im fillin' up my cup
Ayye, I'm just tryna stunt
Ayye
Baby I'm just tryna stunt
Aye
Only here for couple weeks (Woah Woah)
Tryna see if you a freak (She a freak)
Got me f*ckin' up my sheets (God damn)
When I shop it aint cheap (Nah)
When I splurge it ain't cheap
Got the Louis on my feet
Man I'm f*ckin' up this beat
Baby ride me like a jeep
Baby ride me like a foreign
All this shit can't get boring
All this money bitch touring
All this lean bitch im pourin'
I can take you where you want, We can do what you want
Weak bitches tryna stunt, They aint makin' noise
Do this shit everyday, Bitch I'm the boy
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
(Woah Woah)
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
Syrup wit the Sprite (Aye)
Let the beat breathe (I'm throwd then a motherf*cker this shit cray mane)
Let the beat breathe
Been awhile since you seen me
Been awhile since we kicked it now
I'm just tryna dick you down
F*ck nigga play around, Give em 100 rounds
How that sound?
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Yea yea
Yea
Lil Seoul bitch I'm signing off
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Baby what it do I can show you how to stunt
Smokin' on this blunt and im fillin' up my cup
Ayye, I'm just tryna stunt
Ayye
Baby I'm just tryna stunt
Aye
Only here for couple weeks (Woah Woah)
Tryna see if you a freak (She a freak)
Got me f*ckin' up my sheets (God damn)
When I shop it aint cheap (Nah)
When I splurge it ain't cheap
Got the Louis on my feet
Man I'm f*ckin' up this beat
Baby ride me like a jeep
Baby ride me like a foreign
All this shit can't get boring
All this money bitch touring
All this lean bitch im pourin'
I can take you where you want, We can do what you want
Weak bitches tryna stunt, They aint makin' noise
Do this shit everyday, Bitch I'm the boy
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
(Woah Woah)
Put that pussy on me, Baby hit it all night
Syrup wit the Sprite (Aye)
Let the beat breathe (I'm throwd then a motherf*cker this shit cray mane)
Let the beat breathe
Been awhile since you seen me
Been awhile since we kicked it now
I'm just tryna dick you down
F*ck nigga play around, Give em 100 rounds
How that sound?
Baby want Chanel, Want some Birkin, She can get it
Henny in my cup baby you can get the bidness
I be sippin' chillin' got me all up in my feelings
Hit my phone one call you can get the bidness
Stacking money up, Bitch I stack it to the ceiling
Money coming in, I can't give you this feeling
Weak bitches tryna stunt, they ain't bout nun
I be gettin' gwap from the night to the sun
Yea yea
Yea
Lil Seoul bitch I'm signing off
Writer: Andrew Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid