Woo) You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh) , oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos (Wavy) I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy) Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy) Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)
Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy) Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (Wavy)
Shit, I just fucked this ho, she couldn't even take it Now she blowin' up my phone, that ho so crazy Xo drip on me, kid, we can Bape it (Talk to 'em) I'm prestigious with this shit, I get creative, I got cadence They keep leashes on they bitch they know I said Ysl be so player Rockin' Fear Of God and Dior, you keep your belt (Yeah, keep that shit) Everything Gucci, you dig? (Woo) She wanna Gucci her heels Yeah, she a modeling bitch Lean in baby bottle You would thought we was some toddlers and shit I got some twos, a fews Just for a swallowin' bitch I need to own The Blaze (What?) 'Cause I throw the most dollars, lil' bitch (Yeah) Real big dawg shit, go get a collar, lil' bitch, yeah, hey-hey Screamin' in that Lam' with a chop, ayy-ayy (Woo) Spent the backend with Avianne, okay (Woo, woo) Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay Copped the Panamera for the rain, okay
Woo, talk to 'em) You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh) , oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos (Wavy) I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy) Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy) Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)
Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy) Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get (Wavy)
Yeah, Hood Baby I ain't fearin' no nigga (Earl on the beat) Watch who you trust, man 'cause these niggas got sticky fingers (Let's go) Fucked that bitch, I'll never see a ring finger She suck my dick 'til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle Money in this pocket, this pocket can't even walk, I'm a real penguin Respect, I'ma live by it, die by it yeah, just for my people (Oh yeah) I'm fly as fuck, soarin' through 'em I ain't talking no eagle (Yeah) Catch a ho and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers So much flodge shit happenin', I can't even look at people Ayy, yeah, my bitch know I'm a whole cheater Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah (Yeah) Hey, big shoes like I'm old people (Yeah) I ride with pole-keepers (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions And you better keep them racks or you ain't gon' see them people 'Round you
Woo) , yeah You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it (Slimeball) Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh) , oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos (Wavy) I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy) Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy) Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)
Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy) Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (Wavy)
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