(Verse 1): MoThaGod
Imma drip in Dior
Yeah I got money but bitch I want more
I catch a opp and I’m uppin the score
Watch when I blow I can’t wait till I tour
Standing on ten but I pour up a four
I spent a rack on my boy
I play ya daughter I think she a toy
Gotta LIL booty I think her name COI
This off the brain I ain’t writing LIL boy
Balenci the kicks
That’s a hunnit to walk
If it ain’t bout money LIL nigga don’t talk
Imma run to money no way I can walk
Put a Swiffer on dis bitch you could die fast
She wan date I know that it won’t last
I’m in first but I juss was in last past
You are broke get the fuck out my damn face
(Verse 2): YvNG BoSs
I gotta Glock so I air out the place
These niggas be running don’t trip on ya lace
And I gotta 40 it will send him to space
If I put up wit choppas I’m catching a case
Drip when I walk
I gotta Glock and I shoot what you thought
This nigga be talking but they gеt white chalked
And I want the green I ain’t talking thе hulk
And I got the sauce yeah I get my drip up
Dior when I’m steppin yeah I get my kicks up
Sit back and relax while I’m counting this big bucks
I pull up we sort off we all in a lam truck
I’m pouring a foe it’s all in my liter
And she wanna fuck but I can not eat her
Micheal Jackson yeah I juss might beat her
S-Shoot up yo block and I’m upping the heater
Shawty a bopper and yeah you can keep her
She fuck wit the gang let’s see how you treat her
Pull up wit a hoodie on like the grim reaper
And I’m blowing these bags while y’all niggas cheaper
(SLOWED):
And she wanna fuck but I can not eat her
Micheal Jackson yeah I juss might beat her
S-Shoot up yo block and I’m upping the heater
Shawty a bopper and yeah you can keep her
She fuck wit the gang let’s see how you treat her
Pull up wit a hoodie on like the grim reaper
And I’m blowing these bags while y’all niggas cheaper
Imma drip in Dior
Yeah I got money but bitch I want more
I catch a opp and I’m uppin the score
Watch when I blow I can’t wait till I tour
Standing on ten but I pour up a four
I spent a rack on my boy
I play ya daughter I think she a toy
Gotta LIL booty I think her name COI
This off the brain I ain’t writing LIL boy
Balenci the kicks
That’s a hunnit to walk
If it ain’t bout money LIL nigga don’t talk
Imma run to money no way I can walk
Put a Swiffer on dis bitch you could die fast
She wan date I know that it won’t last
I’m in first but I juss was in last past
You are broke get the fuck out my damn face
(Verse 2): YvNG BoSs
I gotta Glock so I air out the place
These niggas be running don’t trip on ya lace
And I gotta 40 it will send him to space
If I put up wit choppas I’m catching a case
Drip when I walk
I gotta Glock and I shoot what you thought
This nigga be talking but they gеt white chalked
And I want the green I ain’t talking thе hulk
And I got the sauce yeah I get my drip up
Dior when I’m steppin yeah I get my kicks up
Sit back and relax while I’m counting this big bucks
I pull up we sort off we all in a lam truck
I’m pouring a foe it’s all in my liter
And she wanna fuck but I can not eat her
Micheal Jackson yeah I juss might beat her
S-Shoot up yo block and I’m upping the heater
Shawty a bopper and yeah you can keep her
She fuck wit the gang let’s see how you treat her
Pull up wit a hoodie on like the grim reaper
And I’m blowing these bags while y’all niggas cheaper
(SLOWED):
And she wanna fuck but I can not eat her
Micheal Jackson yeah I juss might beat her
S-Shoot up yo block and I’m upping the heater
Shawty a bopper and yeah you can keep her
She fuck wit the gang let’s see how you treat her
Pull up wit a hoodie on like the grim reaper
And I’m blowing these bags while y’all niggas cheaper
( YvNG BoSs )
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