[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to thе other side, so guess what? Boy, you'rе dead to me
[Verse 1]
Guess you an opp now, what you telling me?
I got the sauce, they want the recipe
Told my ex, "Won't find a better me"
That gun sit right under where my belly be
I'm cooling in the hills, I'm smoking on celery
I'm cooling in the hills, yeah, probably Beverly
What's in my cup? Yeah, that bitch deadly
I'm counting this guap, it come in steadily
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to the other side, so guess what? Boy, you're dead to me
[Verse 2]
Know I be with the gang-gang
Free the guys stuck in the chain gang
Just left the jeweler, walk out, watch me bling-bling
This four-five on my hip, that bitch go bang-bang
Cut from different cloth, we ain't the same thing
Pull this guap up out my pocket, make it rain-rain
Pull up in something you never seen, same color cocaine
I ain't no PS5, don't play no games
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to the other side, so guess what? Boy, you're dead to me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to thе other side, so guess what? Boy, you'rе dead to me
[Verse 1]
Guess you an opp now, what you telling me?
I got the sauce, they want the recipe
Told my ex, "Won't find a better me"
That gun sit right under where my belly be
I'm cooling in the hills, I'm smoking on celery
I'm cooling in the hills, yeah, probably Beverly
What's in my cup? Yeah, that bitch deadly
I'm counting this guap, it come in steadily
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to the other side, so guess what? Boy, you're dead to me
[Verse 2]
Know I be with the gang-gang
Free the guys stuck in the chain gang
Just left the jeweler, walk out, watch me bling-bling
This four-five on my hip, that bitch go bang-bang
Cut from different cloth, we ain't the same thing
Pull this guap up out my pocket, make it rain-rain
Pull up in something you never seen, same color cocaine
I ain't no PS5, don't play no games
[Chorus]
Told her she can't be my wife, but she can be my bestie
Toting on this Glock 19, I got rid of the XD
If it ain't about no guap, then please don't call or text me
Diamonds on me super wet, wet just like a jetski
Sipping on this Wock', but what I prefer is that red lean
SRT, it go two hundred, ain't no way you catching me
I done overlapped these niggas, ain't no way you ahead of me
Heard you switched to the other side, so guess what? Boy, you're dead to me
( Akachi & ATL Smook )
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