When I pull up my foreign exotic
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
Imma send that boy a halo
I ain't talking reach
Walking with that f*cking fire on me
I'm finna up that bitch
Talking out yo f*cking neck
That's how you get deceased
I don't really see nothing but the dollar signs, that's all I see
Wake up in the morning
Count my money before I brush my teeth
Make my bitch roll up the weed, I'm gone smoke me a tree
Bitch I don't love you I just want the cheeks
Bitch I don't love you I just want a freak
I f*ck with you cus you f*ck for free
All them commas I done ran up
That's the main reason she wanna hang with us
Not blaming her, not claiming her
I'm broken hearted on God
Yeah I'm good as long as you are
I think I be working too hard
I think I been on the road way too long
It's going down in the moshpit
You better run me yo pockets
Percocet made me a monster
Shitting on bitches like Rodrick
I'm finna f*ck me a bop lil bitch
I'm tryna come fix her posture
Stepping on necks every time I walk outta the building, I feel like a Martian
Alienated like Roger
I don't even know why I bother
Yeah I'm riding round town on forgis
The glovebox hold my 40
Yeah the space coupe like Rick Morty
Break a bitch heart, don't say sorry
I f*ck a bad bitch raw no Maury
I got some Plan-B's, bitch don't worry
When I pull up my foreign exotic
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
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When I pull up my foreign exotic
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
Imma send that boy a halo
I ain't talking reach
Walking with that f*cking fire on me
I'm finna up that bitch
Talking out yo f*cking neck
That's how you get deceased
I don't really see nothing but the dollar signs, that's all I see
Wake up in the morning
Count my money before I brush my teeth
Make my bitch roll up the weed, I'm gone smoke me a tree
Bitch I don't love you I just want the cheeks
Bitch I don't love you I just want a freak
I f*ck with you cus you f*ck for free
All them commas I done ran up
That's the main reason she wanna hang with us
Not blaming her, not claiming her
I'm broken hearted on God
Yeah I'm good as long as you are
I think I be working too hard
I think I been on the road way too long
It's going down in the moshpit
You better run me yo pockets
Percocet made me a monster
Shitting on bitches like Rodrick
I'm finna f*ck me a bop lil bitch
I'm tryna come fix her posture
Stepping on necks every time I walk outta the building, I feel like a Martian
Alienated like Roger
I don't even know why I bother
Yeah I'm riding round town on forgis
The glovebox hold my 40
Yeah the space coupe like Rick Morty
Break a bitch heart, don't say sorry
I f*ck a bad bitch raw no Maury
I got some Plan-B's, bitch don't worry
When I pull up my foreign exotic
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
Imma send that boy a halo
I ain't talking reach
Walking with that f*cking fire on me
I'm finna up that bitch
Talking out yo f*cking neck
That's how you get deceased
I don't really see nothing but the dollar signs, that's all I see
Wake up in the morning
Count my money before I brush my teeth
Make my bitch roll up the weed, I'm gone smoke me a tree
Bitch I don't love you I just want the cheeks
Bitch I don't love you I just want a freak
I f*ck with you cus you f*ck for free
All them commas I done ran up
That's the main reason she wanna hang with us
Not blaming her, not claiming her
I'm broken hearted on God
Yeah I'm good as long as you are
I think I be working too hard
I think I been on the road way too long
It's going down in the moshpit
You better run me yo pockets
Percocet made me a monster
Shitting on bitches like Rodrick
I'm finna f*ck me a bop lil bitch
I'm tryna come fix her posture
Stepping on necks every time I walk outta the building, I feel like a Martian
Alienated like Roger
I don't even know why I bother
Yeah I'm riding round town on forgis
The glovebox hold my 40
Yeah the space coupe like Rick Morty
Break a bitch heart, don't say sorry
I f*ck a bad bitch raw no Maury
I got some Plan-B's, bitch don't worry
When I pull up my foreign exotic
Not your regular, this a big body
Yeah my bitch got ridiculous body
I might f*ck around catch me a body
She be like do you love me? (ha, yeah)
I told that bitch probably
I got rich and I ain't go to college
I know they'll kill me for some dollars
I might slide in yo bitch DM
Beat it up like the BPM
Imma treat it like we just friends
Ain't no telling what seats I'm in
Brand new tires, I'm screeching it
My bitch she bad, I'm bleaching it
Straight to the top, I'm reaching it
I put em to bed, deceasing them
I ain't tryna go out like a crash dummy
Writer: Yusef Shemi
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