(Young TN Productions)
Oh, I'm 'bout to float on this bitch
(Oh yeah, Berki this the one right here)
Yeah, uh
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Who said what?
We rock Cartier buffs
You can't play like you tough
Put fifty, we double it up
Niggas get hit for a hunnid
Ain't got two hunnid, he like double or none
Bitch you broke, you better off just tryna double yo cup
I'm tryna double my sluts
You know if she bad I hit that
I be in a room full of niggas who rich Rolex, AP have a wrist match
We drop a body bag, he drop a diss track
They like you fire I ain't even lit yet
She be blowin' mine and I ain't hit yet
I do everythin' them niggas ain't did yet
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
They know it get shell outside
Tell 'em let Rell outside
We could bring Hell to the Earth
But I'm still prayin' to God
I could put my right hand on the bible
Gang let it bang when he slide
Them niggas pussy I can smell it
We ain't the same on our side
Tell me how you want it just pick yo opponent we all gon' do that
You think if you shoot at us that a nigga ain't gon shoot back?
I just copped a two door convertible push my roof back
They said, "What's after the storm?"
So you know I had to bring the coupe back
We turn yo block to where we move at
White tees and we rock durags
Contemplatin' yo next move while I ran up a new bag
I don't f*ck with niggas
Tell bro don't bring 'round then new cats
And I spent ten for the earrings
Kept fallin' out I needed screw backs
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Floating Video (MV)
Performed By: Toosii
From Album: Poetic Pain
Written by: Berkant Gunduz, Naujour Grainger, Thanush Perinpanesan
Year: 2020
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(Young TN Productions)
Oh, I'm 'bout to float on this bitch
(Oh yeah, Berki this the one right here)
Yeah, uh
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Who said what?
We rock Cartier buffs
You can't play like you tough
Put fifty, we double it up
Niggas get hit for a hunnid
Ain't got two hunnid, he like double or none
Bitch you broke, you better off just tryna double yo cup
I'm tryna double my sluts
You know if she bad I hit that
I be in a room full of niggas who rich Rolex, AP have a wrist match
We drop a body bag, he drop a diss track
They like you fire I ain't even lit yet
She be blowin' mine and I ain't hit yet
I do everythin' them niggas ain't did yet
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
They know it get shell outside
Tell 'em let Rell outside
We could bring Hell to the Earth
But I'm still prayin' to God
I could put my right hand on the bible
Gang let it bang when he slide
Them niggas pussy I can smell it
We ain't the same on our side
Tell me how you want it just pick yo opponent we all gon' do that
You think if you shoot at us that a nigga ain't gon shoot back?
I just copped a two door convertible push my roof back
They said, "What's after the storm?"
So you know I had to bring the coupe back
We turn yo block to where we move at
White tees and we rock durags
Contemplatin' yo next move while I ran up a new bag
I don't f*ck with niggas
Tell bro don't bring 'round then new cats
And I spent ten for the earrings
Kept fallin' out I needed screw backs
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Oh, I'm 'bout to float on this bitch
(Oh yeah, Berki this the one right here)
Yeah, uh
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Who said what?
We rock Cartier buffs
You can't play like you tough
Put fifty, we double it up
Niggas get hit for a hunnid
Ain't got two hunnid, he like double or none
Bitch you broke, you better off just tryna double yo cup
I'm tryna double my sluts
You know if she bad I hit that
I be in a room full of niggas who rich Rolex, AP have a wrist match
We drop a body bag, he drop a diss track
They like you fire I ain't even lit yet
She be blowin' mine and I ain't hit yet
I do everythin' them niggas ain't did yet
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
They know it get shell outside
Tell 'em let Rell outside
We could bring Hell to the Earth
But I'm still prayin' to God
I could put my right hand on the bible
Gang let it bang when he slide
Them niggas pussy I can smell it
We ain't the same on our side
Tell me how you want it just pick yo opponent we all gon' do that
You think if you shoot at us that a nigga ain't gon shoot back?
I just copped a two door convertible push my roof back
They said, "What's after the storm?"
So you know I had to bring the coupe back
We turn yo block to where we move at
White tees and we rock durags
Contemplatin' yo next move while I ran up a new bag
I don't f*ck with niggas
Tell bro don't bring 'round then new cats
And I spent ten for the earrings
Kept fallin' out I needed screw backs
She like, "Birkin bag me, I'm classy"
Bitch get nasty and you got it
I might Forgiato my whip
5% my tint, I ain't even go to college
And she ain't go to college
But the way she givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain, cop a two-tone AP buss it all down
I'ma fill it all up with diamonds
And she don't even mind her mama but she listen to me
She gon' do what I say like Simon
'Cause she know that I pop my shit
Won't buy her Chanel whenever she want it
And I don't really do outside
Told the bitch I'm fine on the winin' and dinin'
Ghost or the Dawn on the new Rolls
COVID, I'm booked for a few shows
I hit Rodeo for new clothes
F*ck a Rolex, tryna cop me a Hublot
And they know if he blow I blow
Niggas get hit, better dip like peacoat
I put 5% on my whip
But a nigga like Curry, I'm a hunnid from free-throw
Writer: Berkant Gunduz, Naujour Grainger, Thanush Perinpanesan
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
