They said like run it up
Bitch gone come to us
Bible papers stacking cross joints
Like im lucifer
Like bitch Im off the henny
In case you miss me incidentally
Next week you catch the best of me
New years resolution this aint takin years to me
Look motha f*ckas talk shit
But they dont wanna top shit
Top this, fiftey thousand topples
Fresh oriental bitches ina moshpit pit
Lip gloss gossip, glock bench a starter real quick like they naxtious
Look dropshot cross over, bending young knees folders this no osteoporosis
Yung taurus couldnt wrote this
Like under balmain jeans boy you ok
While Im sippin rose and Im playin croquet
Dont say on the ex pill in my domain
Gotta new bitch wide throat
Hit her 1 on 1 issa iso bite me, bye bro
See mothaf*ckin siameese twins on me
Channel rope powder white like Im ghandi
And they all go down on me south or east
North f*ck that bitch yeah I said it what it mean
She like slowly slowly
Why she own me own me
Why she wanna call me call me
Cuz she know Im ballin ballin
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They said like run it up
Bitch gone come to us
Bible papers stacking cross joints
Like im lucifer
Like bitch Im off the henny
In case you miss me incidentally
Next week you catch the best of me
New years resolution this aint takin years to me
Look motha f*ckas talk shit
But they dont wanna top shit
Top this, fiftey thousand topples
Fresh oriental bitches ina moshpit pit
Lip gloss gossip, glock bench a starter real quick like they naxtious
Look dropshot cross over, bending young knees folders this no osteoporosis
Yung taurus couldnt wrote this
Like under balmain jeans boy you ok
While Im sippin rose and Im playin croquet
Dont say on the ex pill in my domain
Gotta new bitch wide throat
Hit her 1 on 1 issa iso bite me, bye bro
See mothaf*ckin siameese twins on me
Channel rope powder white like Im ghandi
And they all go down on me south or east
North f*ck that bitch yeah I said it what it mean
She like slowly slowly
Why she own me own me
Why she wanna call me call me
Cuz she know Im ballin ballin
Bitch gone come to us
Bible papers stacking cross joints
Like im lucifer
Like bitch Im off the henny
In case you miss me incidentally
Next week you catch the best of me
New years resolution this aint takin years to me
Look motha f*ckas talk shit
But they dont wanna top shit
Top this, fiftey thousand topples
Fresh oriental bitches ina moshpit pit
Lip gloss gossip, glock bench a starter real quick like they naxtious
Look dropshot cross over, bending young knees folders this no osteoporosis
Yung taurus couldnt wrote this
Like under balmain jeans boy you ok
While Im sippin rose and Im playin croquet
Dont say on the ex pill in my domain
Gotta new bitch wide throat
Hit her 1 on 1 issa iso bite me, bye bro
See mothaf*ckin siameese twins on me
Channel rope powder white like Im ghandi
And they all go down on me south or east
North f*ck that bitch yeah I said it what it mean
She like slowly slowly
Why she own me own me
Why she wanna call me call me
Cuz she know Im ballin ballin
Writer: Valentin Dobrev
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