A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
T-two tone on my car seats, I get f*ckin' racks bruh
Y-you ride in a RC, I pull up in black trucks (on black trucks, on black trucks)
When she leave town it's a fallout, but I can't trip
My shoe grip been f*cked up, I'm too lit
My outfit cost two trips, she bounce that for the blue strips
I house that like a blue chip, no f*cks bruh, not two shits
M-my closet look like a new crib
Got a gas mask when I'm pulling up, with a bad bitch playin' double dutch
(I got mad hits on this damn computer)
Ma-mad rich off this damn computer, I laugh at ya, lil ratatouille
I laugh at ya, ha-ha, I laugh at ya (haha)
She want me to take her out to the bar, bitch I'm not even like 21
But I'm boutta be like 21, in a couple months, in a couple months
B-been smokin' runtz since I was young
I'm boutta touch on a honeybun, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
(Woo, f*ckin on her friend now)
(Woo)
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A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
T-two tone on my car seats, I get f*ckin' racks bruh
Y-you ride in a RC, I pull up in black trucks (on black trucks, on black trucks)
When she leave town it's a fallout, but I can't trip
My shoe grip been f*cked up, I'm too lit
My outfit cost two trips, she bounce that for the blue strips
I house that like a blue chip, no f*cks bruh, not two shits
M-my closet look like a new crib
Got a gas mask when I'm pulling up, with a bad bitch playin' double dutch
(I got mad hits on this damn computer)
Ma-mad rich off this damn computer, I laugh at ya, lil ratatouille
I laugh at ya, ha-ha, I laugh at ya (haha)
She want me to take her out to the bar, bitch I'm not even like 21
But I'm boutta be like 21, in a couple months, in a couple months
B-been smokin' runtz since I was young
I'm boutta touch on a honeybun, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
(Woo, f*ckin on her friend now)
(Woo)
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
T-two tone on my car seats, I get f*ckin' racks bruh
Y-you ride in a RC, I pull up in black trucks (on black trucks, on black trucks)
When she leave town it's a fallout, but I can't trip
My shoe grip been f*cked up, I'm too lit
My outfit cost two trips, she bounce that for the blue strips
I house that like a blue chip, no f*cks bruh, not two shits
M-my closet look like a new crib
Got a gas mask when I'm pulling up, with a bad bitch playin' double dutch
(I got mad hits on this damn computer)
Ma-mad rich off this damn computer, I laugh at ya, lil ratatouille
I laugh at ya, ha-ha, I laugh at ya (haha)
She want me to take her out to the bar, bitch I'm not even like 21
But I'm boutta be like 21, in a couple months, in a couple months
B-been smokin' runtz since I was young
I'm boutta touch on a honeybun, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us, yeah
I'm a hunnid up they can't f*ck with us
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
A-a-all I see is digits, I don't give no handouts
M-mono bitch I'm sickest, hold it down like Ray Al'
M-m-maison spray cologne so when I walk out, bitch I stand out
No I ain't text that hoe, but I been f*ckin' on her friend now
(Woo, f*ckin on her friend now)
(Woo)
Writer: Ty Glizz
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