Lyrics

Why these hoes keep texting yuh bitch
ion text back 
I’m in that crib w my weapon 
You who we blast at 
Bitch I’m too high and I said it yuh 
How I’m so fly ion get it 
Beat up up the pussy I kill it 
And my money stack tall like a building 
Fucking on bad bad hoes now but
I cannot cuff nun these bitches

Nun these hoes get cuffed
Put my whole gang up
I don’t like to walk around
Hop in Bentley truck
How my Draco make no sound
Yo ass can’t even duck
La bitch we smoking pounds
This that cali runtz 

Codeine, I can’t sleep
Feel holy
Off that bean I caught it
Keep that Drake like Audrey
Brand new slides they Marni 
And this hoe keep calling 
And this bag keep calling 
Now my pockets not lean

Why these hoes keep texting yuh bitch
ion text back 
I’m in that crib w my weapon 
You who we blast at 
Bitch I’m too high and I said it yuh 
How I’m so fly ion get it 
Beat up up the pussy I kill it 
And my money stack tall like a building 
Fucking on bad bad hoes now but
I cannot cuff nun these bitches

Nun these hoes get cuffed
Put my whole gang up
I don’t like to walk around
Hop in Bentley truck
How my Draco make no sound
Yo ass can’t even duck
La bitch we smoking pounds
This that cali runtz

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lyrics: 

pop the molly we up in this party 
she call me a playboi but i aint no carti
from my head to toe yes i swag i got it
totin big ass poles we shot at yo brudda
i got the bands yah 
i got the racks what
she got a fat ass 
drop that shit back quarterback
get yo ugly ass off of me hoe you a gnat
all black kicks on me im rockin black cats
drayxo what
drayxo yeah 
i jus hit a parlay finna count me like a hunnid
closet look jus like a store copped this shit for five hunnid 
ion give fuck bout you im only trippin for my money 

i aint really trippin bout you ion really need nobody 
yeah 
im finna wip out my spatula fold you like an omlet 
im go gonna crazy next summer bet im on it
huh
we havin sex bitch do you really want it
i got blue bands they go up fast like sonic
feel like bruce wayne im batman when night comin
pop this bih go pop 
i jus milly rock ion put that shit up in my sock
she ask me if im trinna hit but bitch no im not
this a brand new wip aint no mileage 
copped me a bad ass white hoe miley cyrus 
ian trinna get sober if im just being honest
i got all these blicks not trinna buy that new cod

pop the molly we up in this party 
she call me a playboi but i aint no carti
from my head to toe yes i swag i got it
totin big ass poles we shot at yo brudda
i got the bands yah 
i got the racks what
she got a fat ass 
drop that shit back quarterback
get yo ugly ass off of me hoe you a gnat
all black kicks on me im rockin black cats
drayxo what
drayxo yeah 
i jus hit a parlay finna count me like a hunnid
closet look jus like a store copped this shit for five hunnid 
ion give fuck bout you im only trippin for my money

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