Lyrics : 



I told the driver to push the big body 
Until the engine bout to blow
I told the driver to push the big body 
Bitch pushing up gotta body on her 
This lil bit like the swag that I’m rocking
It got her dripping like a faucet of course 

Chrome Hearts or the Balenciaga 
We stepping out bout to go shopping 
Heaven Marc Jacobs or brand new Bottegga 
The bitch stepping out in them layers oh ya 
Goyard bags and Chanel purses
Goyard bag or Chanel purse
Goyard bag or Balenci purse 
Send through the bag, Im doing the verse 
I’m not stun no last, I’m tryna get first 
You not focused on cash
You focused on her 

Let me get some time, You fucking me up
This shit off my mind, I don’t write at all 
Doin the shit from the side & right from behind
Then flip it around, I’m beating it up 
Keep on going it’s never enough 
Tell me what tf is we stopping for?
I gotta give these folks another tape 
Time to hit the drawing board 

Say twin this shit on the way
Told them put that shit on the table 
This hoe watching me like cable 
Say it’s stuck, shid I broke the staple 
Ain have it then now I’m able 
I might put ya bitch on the table
For the weekend like I’m Abel 
Them folks holding, better wake up 

I told the driver to push the big body 
Until the engine bout to blow
I told the driver to push the big body 
Bitch pushing up gotta body on her 
This lil bit like the swag that I’m rocking
It got her dripping like a faucet of course 

Chrome Hearts or the Balenciaga 
We stepping out bout to go shopping 
Heaven Marc Jacobs or brand new Bottegga 
The bitch stepping out in them layers oh ya 
Goyard bags and Chanel purses
Goyard bag or Chanel purse
Goyard bag or Balenci purse 
Send through the bag, Im doing the verse 
I’m not stun no last, I’m tryna get first 
You not focused on cash
You focused on her 

Let me get some time, You fucking me up
This shit off my mind, I don’t write at all 
Doin the shit from the side & right from behind
Then flip it around, I’m beating it up 
Doin the shit from the side & right from behind
Then flip it around, I’m beating it up

Shopping (Instellarway x Diottii)

bëbu prod glinkli

#letgo (notdarv)

rescue (prod. sophitia)

mood (luvubacc)

B4DeAtH

Love bLind

lyrics:

yeah, yea, yea, oooo yea ha
yea yea yeaaaa yea yea ya ya oooo
yea yaaaa ya ya yeaaa

it’s christmas girl you a star 
you know you goin on top of the tree 
baggy ass jeans she tryna reach inside em like i got presents in em
ion know what to get ha 
so her friend go buy the gifts for me 

yea yea yea yea ya 

if santa come thru that chimney, 
it’s breaking n entering 
he gone meet this g19
if he don’t bring my ex, he ain’t getting cookies he gone meet this g19
grandma gave me sock n life so hard that shit really meant something to me
lil cuzzo cryin bout his gift like 
nigga you coulda got nothin 
plug hit my line said he got sum gifts 
he feelin like santa 
show my fam my new bih yeah, 
grandma say she look like hannah montana 
when and had a talk with santa, told him
i had sum problems for him to handle 
he laughed n chuckled might be racist 
he said ask for a switch or sum


it’s christmas time 
where you at
why you not under my tree 
she said what you want for christmas
i said for ha to stop microcheating
went an picked a fight this season so ion gotta buy no gifts this season 
no i ain’t playin no white elephant
this my gift bih fuck you mean 


it’s christmas and you a star
girl you know you going on top of the tree 
baggy ass jeans she tryna reach inside
like i sum presents in em 
love yo momma more so she always get 
the better gifts 
everybody around me all jolly n shit
i feel like the grinch cause i lost my bih


it’s christmas time
it’s christmas time 
it’s christmas time 
yea, it’s christmas time 
it’s christmas time 
it’s christmas time 
santa bring me my 
santa bring me my 
my bih now, santa bring my 
santa bring me mine or meet this nine 


yea it’s christmas time an you a star girl
you knowin going on top of the tree 
baggy ass jeans she tryna reach inside
like i got sum presents in em 
don’t know who to get her,
so her friends buy the gifts for me 
santa come thru that chimney 
it’s breaking n entering he meet this g19

christmas time (w0cky)

lyrics: 

she askin what i want for christmas 
tellin ha i want ha for christmas 
but if i was tell ha the truth 
i want a bad bitch that look like clairo 
i ain’t joking, being for real 
i got racks so she treat me like pharaoh
went to buy woods forgot my id,
it’s okay it’s always green at the valero 


tight schedule yea i move like-
tight schedule yea i move like santa,
way i drive the v, only car on the road
she said its like we up there with reindeer 
bad bitch shake it like a red nose, bad bitch cold nose red like a reindeer yea,
you can always ride with me 
don’t be cold bae turn on the heat
it’s always yo way when you ridin with me
no seatbelt needed when you riding with me
she happy for santa, in my opinion im better buy her gifts like every week
can you layer them bangs, rock that bob
yea, cosplay clairo please
pick guitar up yea, sing like yea 
sing like clairo please 
told my girl to get the clairo cut 
she ain’t ate in a week 
damn it was a joke like jeez
you know how i feel when you wear 
them garage high waisted jeans
all i want for christmas yea 
is a bad bitch that look like clairo,
and you and santa can’t give that
so the christmas shit ain’t tryna hear it
i ain’t in that christmas spirit 
smoke the za to hide how im feeling
why keep asking what i want
read my mind i swear you’ll be jealous


yea, she asking what i want for christmas
she asking what i want for christmas
i want a bad bih like clairo
if i was to tell ha the truth, 
it would be a bad bih that look like clairo
she asking what i want for christmas


she asking what i want for christmas
tellin ha i want ha for christmas
but if i was to tell ha the truth,
i want bad bitch that look like clairo
i ain’t joking, yea for real
got racks so she treat me like a pharaoh
went to buy woods forgot my id 
it’s okay it’s always green at valero 
tight schedule yea i move like-
tight schedule yea i move like santa
yea, yea, tight schedule yea i move like-
tight schedule yea i move like santa
tight schedule yea i move like santa 
tell you the truth what i want for christmas
a bad bitch that look like clairo

keep rowing! (Sammyboy!)

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