Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela (oh yea!)
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
And I'm willing to do what it takes yea
Just to get to this money, this paper
Down bad I just had to take yea
Now I'm takin bitch to Bottega
Cali tree, boy I need me a acre
This shit might make me grab my inhaler
Tryna score ain't got no time to lay up
It's a play then you know we partaking
Play your role do not play with my decimals
That bitch fine, truly delectable
She gon suck the whole dick and the testicle
Heard the fountain of youth out in Mexico
So you know where I'm at
Cabo
Smoking down all these pounds of gelato
I won't stop til I'm passing my idols
I count money, get horny, my eyes roll
Yea!
And these high point having ass niggas needa stop talkin bout guns
Huh for real
And the Parlay pocket ass niggas needa stop talking bout funds
Huh for real
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
Yea!
Yea!
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Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela (oh yea!)
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
And I'm willing to do what it takes yea
Just to get to this money, this paper
Down bad I just had to take yea
Now I'm takin bitch to Bottega
Cali tree, boy I need me a acre
This shit might make me grab my inhaler
Tryna score ain't got no time to lay up
It's a play then you know we partaking
Play your role do not play with my decimals
That bitch fine, truly delectable
She gon suck the whole dick and the testicle
Heard the fountain of youth out in Mexico
So you know where I'm at
Cabo
Smoking down all these pounds of gelato
I won't stop til I'm passing my idols
I count money, get horny, my eyes roll
Yea!
And these high point having ass niggas needa stop talkin bout guns
Huh for real
And the Parlay pocket ass niggas needa stop talking bout funds
Huh for real
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
Yea!
Yea!
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela (oh yea!)
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
And I'm willing to do what it takes yea
Just to get to this money, this paper
Down bad I just had to take yea
Now I'm takin bitch to Bottega
Cali tree, boy I need me a acre
This shit might make me grab my inhaler
Tryna score ain't got no time to lay up
It's a play then you know we partaking
Play your role do not play with my decimals
That bitch fine, truly delectable
She gon suck the whole dick and the testicle
Heard the fountain of youth out in Mexico
So you know where I'm at
Cabo
Smoking down all these pounds of gelato
I won't stop til I'm passing my idols
I count money, get horny, my eyes roll
Yea!
And these high point having ass niggas needa stop talkin bout guns
Huh for real
And the Parlay pocket ass niggas needa stop talking bout funds
Huh for real
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Damn I really been tripping
How I let the roof go missing?
My bih rap good like missy
I'm higher than carbon emission
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Uh uh
Bitch I'm back outside with the motherf*cking villains
She treat me like god, I treat her like chitlins
I'm so geeked only clouds that I'm feeling
I'm too free, give a f*ck how you feeling
Get some money and they start revealing
This shit me, it ain't no concealing
I'm too clean I feel like consuela
My hoe quiet she nothing like Jada
Yea!
Yea!
Writer: Sam Kofi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid