Intro:
Aye, aye, yuh, aye, aye, aye, Gang
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye
Verse 1:
I could fuck your bitch on a Wednesday (on a Wednesday, yuh)
You a pussy yeah, you are bitch made (bitch made, aye)
Pop on your girl like champagne
Codeine and blood in my lemonade
I'm up in the trap doing acrobatics, Yuh
You don’t smoke we gon' let em' have it, (Pff, pff)
Why you tryna’ talk I don't talk to lames
Why you play these games
I just want some brain, yeah
Walking in the rain, (Rain)
Fuck a diamond chain, yeah, aye
(Yuh, yuh he done fucked up
Hе done fucked up. Yuh, yuh, aye.)
Vеrse 2:
You done fucked up
You ain't shit I don't buy that, (buy that)
Ruler clip, yeah don't try that, (try that)
Choppa sound, it gon' kick back, (kick back)
Issa brief case no Neistat, yeah
Where my bitch get such a nice ass? Yeah
Buy with my cash some nice tats, yeah
You can't do this shit like I can, yeah
I smoke gas till I pass out - I'm gon’ fly away
I can’t go nowhere, yeah I can't fly away
I gotta stay
Show these motherfuckers how to do this shit, right
Ridin’ with my head out like: Who gon' die today?
Outro:
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye yuh, aye, yuh, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Cold goon shit!)
Aye, aye, yuh, aye, aye, aye, Gang
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye
Verse 1:
I could fuck your bitch on a Wednesday (on a Wednesday, yuh)
You a pussy yeah, you are bitch made (bitch made, aye)
Pop on your girl like champagne
Codeine and blood in my lemonade
I'm up in the trap doing acrobatics, Yuh
You don’t smoke we gon' let em' have it, (Pff, pff)
Why you tryna’ talk I don't talk to lames
Why you play these games
I just want some brain, yeah
Walking in the rain, (Rain)
Fuck a diamond chain, yeah, aye
(Yuh, yuh he done fucked up
Hе done fucked up. Yuh, yuh, aye.)
Vеrse 2:
You done fucked up
You ain't shit I don't buy that, (buy that)
Ruler clip, yeah don't try that, (try that)
Choppa sound, it gon' kick back, (kick back)
Issa brief case no Neistat, yeah
Where my bitch get such a nice ass? Yeah
Buy with my cash some nice tats, yeah
You can't do this shit like I can, yeah
I smoke gas till I pass out - I'm gon’ fly away
I can’t go nowhere, yeah I can't fly away
I gotta stay
Show these motherfuckers how to do this shit, right
Ridin’ with my head out like: Who gon' die today?
Outro:
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye yuh, aye, yuh, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Cold goon shit!)
( XOEMYR )
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