Produced by Jayy

LYRICS:

Word to my dead, my opps
Not tryna get up inside the knots
I got a hoe in the cuffs like cops
I got the water on my wrist, it’s like Voss
I got a range rover ima drive that shit
Run your mans over
I got racks like a bitch, yeah
Bitch I get money, fuck the business
I don’t look at money, fuck the digits
Tryna get some sloppy minutes
Hit from the back, I’m doing damage
Wearing Dior like a christian
Bitch i’m outside like a bandit
I’m in that hoe, fuck your dad bitch
Go talk to your hoes, there’s a mad list
You can not say shit like a damn lisp
I see some fine shit, finna bag it
Push em back, push em back
Pick your bitch up like a taxi
Clean her up like a fucking napkin
And i’m smoking that za in the back end
Bye bye, touching that fye fye
I click that button you gonna go die die
I know too many hoes go and lie lie
We gonna get at it, get down to the southside
Yeah, me and jay in the back and we running it
Bitch i’m too fire, you don’t wanna diss
Bitch ima spin you like a fucking disc, oh woah woah
And I came from nothing to going to cities
I gave you 2 point punch like middy
Bitch ima rock out kinda like milly, yeah Word to my dead, my opps
Not tryna get up inside the knots
I got a hoe in the cuffs like cops
I got the water on my wrist, it’s like Voss
I got a range rover ima drive that shit
Run your mans over
I got racks like a bitch, yeah
Bitch I get money, fuck the business
I don’t look at money, fuck the digits
Tryna get some sloppy minutes
Hit from the back, I’m doing damage
Wearing Dior like a christian
Bitch i’m outside like a bandit
I’m in that hoe, fuck your dad bitch
Go talk to your hoes, there’s a mad list
You can not say shit like a damn lisp
I see some fine shit, finna bag it

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