Lyrics

This some new shit Let's get it Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I want rallies, I want diamonds on my wrist I wanna be shinin' in this bitch Your bitch be cryin' in this bitch okay I just do what I want, you know I be flexin when I want I don't care, I smoke my blunt I know you not talkin' though I'm not the one I don't know why these niggas keep on playin with my bitch I remember when them niggas told me that I couldn't do shit Now I'm focused and I'm locked in nobody can say shit I don't know, tell them niggas, Blue, how we do this shit I do this shit, I got a quarter ounce up in my cup, I'm booted, bitch I send her back to where she came from Damn how you hatin' on your main one Now the girl just likes to play dumb Making bread you flippin buns My girl ain't doin' that hoein shit I'm killin' somebody, somebody, somebody (Yeah bitch) I'm in a Range Rover, up in this bitch, you know it's a big body I like my big booty, bitch, and I know what to do about it No, I don't got no friend I'll tell my crew about it She like to publish shit I like to stay private Get my bag, double it, I like to make profit Me and my gang, we stay mobbin You said that you love it, you fake, locked in I be damned bitch wanna be my friend Like breaking my heart don't fake pretend I'm in a Range Rover, up in this bitch, you know it's a big body Talk my name what you gon' do about it fuck This not the same me, but it never gon' change me But that's how the fame be
Writer(s): Jamar Deshawn Guyton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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