I think I love her
Three cell phones she keep hitting my buzzer
All of my diamond gone dance with the colors
Hop in the demon I like to burn rubber
Wait yeah
Pull out the stick then he start to stutter
He think that he shit we gone melt him like butter
I got some new ricks to match with my brother
I empty the clip i'm putting him under
Six feet tall with some big k
I'm letting it rip like a beyblade
I'm shooting his shit no Ray Jay
Stick got a drum like mayday
Wait
Parade when that shit start drumming
I got some new racks so you know i'm tumbin
He watching his back when he start to runnin
I thought she was Kid Cudi way she be humming
Doo doo doo doo doo doo how we gone gun em out
Its a good day lil bitch and the sun is out
I just lost count but its spitting out 40 rounds
My pockets so healthy they like to go run around
Yeah, when i go shop i don't walk around
Yeah, bitch i'm a dog i'm barking out
Jump like a frog when i'm walking out
I don't do that beef i won't talk it out
Bitch i'm glowing
He think i'm a bitch let me show em
Ridin in whips that you wish that you rode in
I rap to your bitch she say i'm a poet
Ha ha
This is no love story tho
Shit it kinda is lemme tell you on the low
In love with my bitch and my money no hoe
I pull up G Wagon the same color snow
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I think I love her
Three cell phones she keep hitting my buzzer
All of my diamond gone dance with the colors
Hop in the demon I like to burn rubber
Wait yeah
Pull out the stick then he start to stutter
He think that he shit we gone melt him like butter
I got some new ricks to match with my brother
I empty the clip i'm putting him under
Six feet tall with some big k
I'm letting it rip like a beyblade
I'm shooting his shit no Ray Jay
Stick got a drum like mayday
Wait
Parade when that shit start drumming
I got some new racks so you know i'm tumbin
He watching his back when he start to runnin
I thought she was Kid Cudi way she be humming
Doo doo doo doo doo doo how we gone gun em out
Its a good day lil bitch and the sun is out
I just lost count but its spitting out 40 rounds
My pockets so healthy they like to go run around
Yeah, when i go shop i don't walk around
Yeah, bitch i'm a dog i'm barking out
Jump like a frog when i'm walking out
I don't do that beef i won't talk it out
Bitch i'm glowing
He think i'm a bitch let me show em
Ridin in whips that you wish that you rode in
I rap to your bitch she say i'm a poet
Ha ha
This is no love story tho
Shit it kinda is lemme tell you on the low
In love with my bitch and my money no hoe
I pull up G Wagon the same color snow
Three cell phones she keep hitting my buzzer
All of my diamond gone dance with the colors
Hop in the demon I like to burn rubber
Wait yeah
Pull out the stick then he start to stutter
He think that he shit we gone melt him like butter
I got some new ricks to match with my brother
I empty the clip i'm putting him under
Six feet tall with some big k
I'm letting it rip like a beyblade
I'm shooting his shit no Ray Jay
Stick got a drum like mayday
Wait
Parade when that shit start drumming
I got some new racks so you know i'm tumbin
He watching his back when he start to runnin
I thought she was Kid Cudi way she be humming
Doo doo doo doo doo doo how we gone gun em out
Its a good day lil bitch and the sun is out
I just lost count but its spitting out 40 rounds
My pockets so healthy they like to go run around
Yeah, when i go shop i don't walk around
Yeah, bitch i'm a dog i'm barking out
Jump like a frog when i'm walking out
I don't do that beef i won't talk it out
Bitch i'm glowing
He think i'm a bitch let me show em
Ridin in whips that you wish that you rode in
I rap to your bitch she say i'm a poet
Ha ha
This is no love story tho
Shit it kinda is lemme tell you on the low
In love with my bitch and my money no hoe
I pull up G Wagon the same color snow
Writer: Trevor Brannan
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