Lyrics

Woo, NateGoyard I got so much motherfucking designer on right now Break it down, bring it back, make it clap I got three old thots, new guap, where it at? Thick bitches on my line and you know they got a strap Pulled up wit' a .9, .45, scope attached Like whoa, I ain't fuckin' with these hoes I pull up the greatest and now I'm selling all these shows Doing this 'til I make it because you know that's how I go Got me all in her playlists because She fuck with me the most, like damn Break it down, bring it back, make it clap I got three old thots, new guap, where it at? Thick bitches on my line and you know they got a strap Pulled up wit' a .9, .45, scope attached Like whoa, I ain't fuckin' with these hoеs I pull up the greatest and now I'm sеlling all these shows Doing this 'til I make it because you know that's how I go Got me all in her playlists because She fuck with me the most, like damn Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down, bust it (bust it) I just fucked a fangirl flew her out from Russia (whoa) I just spent 3k, what the fuck a budget? Chrome Heart jeans, 10k can't touch 'em Shake them hips that don't lie like Shakira I'm so damn high in da coupe I'm t'd up I don't drink Tito's, only drink expensive liquor Fuckin' on yo' bitch in my green Prada slippers She said, "EGO, oh my God, you're underrated" She got itty bitty titties I bust upon 'em quickly I bought that bitch Versace garments just because of pity If she is a Fashion Nova bitch she cannot be with me I pull up with the .55, pocket rocket, pow pow Aim it at yo' top top, while she gimme top top My bruddas on top top, yo' bruddas just fall off My dick make her jaw lock like she took some m rock (molly) Hey, yo, I'm the greatest (no cap) Every single time I drop, yo' bitch add me to her playlist And I know her boyfriend get mad when she play this And he always complain when she say I'm her favorite Break it down, bring it back, make it clap I got three old thots, new guap, where it at? Thick bitches on my line and you know they got a strap Pulled up wit' a .9, .45, scope attached Like whoa, I ain't fuckin' with these hoes I pull up the greatest and now I'm selling all these shows Doing this 'til I make it because you know that's how I go Got me all in her playlists because She fuck with me the most, like damn Break it down, bring it back, make it clap I got three old thots, new guap, where it at? Thick bitches on my line and you know they got a strap Pulled up wit' a .9, .45, scope attached Like whoa, I ain't fuckin' with these hoes I pull up the greatest and now I'm selling all these shows Doing this 'til I make it because you know that's how I go Got me all in her playlists because She fuck with me the most, like damn The world is yours
Writer(s): Mohamad Indra Gerson, Nathan Scott Fuller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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