Lets do it I go hard and let the fuck niggas tell it I'm not a new star Writing in a and thats not you car (ok, scur scur) High as stars, (ok) go fly to mars (ok) Bitch I'm in charge (ok, ok) Ok, lets start
I go hard, green goyard I'm playing it smart, but I'm the man up in this bitch I brought sand to the beach, for gucci sandals on that bitch Now you know who rolled the blunt, so dont be tampin with that shit One more Shotta. 42, should be dancing on that dick All them Hoes with you like that shit, thats a prancer in your clique See whats dancing on my wrist, thats a rollie, shit em bitch
Lets do it I go hard and let the fuck niggas tell it I'm not a new star Writing in a and thats not you car (ok, scur scur) High as stars, (ok) go fly to mars (ok) Bitch I'm in charge (ok, ok) Ok, lets start
Ay, pullin up in a rose ghost, put it in park (ok) Diamonds dont need no flash on it, they shine' in the dark My shit bite, no bark I'm talking about big bites just like shark The Niggas never played a part, they yelling runnin the mouth like narcs
Hold up I heard pack, just touch down, nigga roll up She said she wanted let me up and down, like a thriller Where ever I go to they know us Another shot to the head, pull up I ain't never been scared, lets do it
I go hard and let the fuck niggas tell it I'm not a new star Writing in a and thats not you car (ok, scur scur) High as stars, (ok) go fly to mars (ok) Bitch I'm in charge (ok, ok) Ok, lets start
We make all this shit happen with no look Came up out the dirt, nigga with no dust Keep a G, the real ones always show love Asking round the city, yeah they now cuz
Ay, running the bank, running the game Dont fumble the flame, I'm comming though better stay in your lane You see the C on the vet, that ain't the same Call me, but you are not ahead of the game Give me a shot and I'm letting it bang Talk to these bitch, they loving my slang Couple of ya'll and she dance in the rain
I go hard with it, you just got heart feelings
I pull up and I might finish, just tryna mind my business We blowin' blunts, no kisses Swim in that, like fishes Watch out I do it
I go hard and let the fuck niggas tell it I'm not a new star Writing in a and thats not you car (ok, scur scur) High as stars, (ok) go fly to mars (ok) Bitch I'm in charge (ok, ok) Ok, lets start
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Compositores: Brian Collins Jr (Kid Ink) (ASCAP), Joshua Isaih Parker (Og Parker) (ASCAP), Samuel Jimenez (Ace) (BMI), Terrell Johnson Jr.Editores: Alumni Ink Publishing (ASCAP), Og Parker Productions (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Allegro (ASCAP), These Are Songs Of Pulse (ASCAP)Administração: Sony/ATV Allegro (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #25428901 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM