Seven Thirty - Shells Lyrics

I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I got a problem, i'm f*cking on too many bitches
I got a problem, this bitch looking bad on her gram pictures
I told my momma I quit, I ain't boutta wash on no dishes
That nigga bitch just a hit, but he ain't gotta know I won't snitch
We can just f*ck I won't tell
Yeah, just trap out hotel
Sending my opps straight to hell
I got they drops off of Zelle
How I came up ? never fell
I'm on the X can you tell ?
My opps, they catching some shells
Let it hit, it sound like some bells
I like when my bitch act meaner
Typa shit really make meh just fein her
Water neck, this shit Aquafina
Upside down, I live like a demon
Double cup, double cup, i'm leaning
Blowing up my phone I ain't seen it
I said "F*ck that bitch" I ain't mean it
If I ain't 1 hunnid you dreaming
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks
I told a bitch pull up
She on a money hunt just for the racks