Lyrics

OK I said ok I said I said I said Oh G-d damn I don't even know where I'm at Oh my G-d I be really moving weight my nigga we don't trap at night If you fucking snitching then I'll send you to the after life I ain't Travis Scott but bitch you know I got the antidote All these bitches moving fruity like some fucking cantaloupe If it don't make cents I don't make sense Since I'm at the plug I've been straight I get baked bitch I get cake Me and money engaged All my opps got a sex change Got yo bitch upside down doing that fucking stranger thing Oh my G-d Got yo bitch upside down nigga doing stranger things Got yo bitch upside down nigga doing stranger things Make that motherfucking choppa boom nigga when I ride out Make that motherfucking choppa boom when I slide out I just be stunting my kicks They cannot fuck with the kid They cannot fuck with the kid I just be stunning Mcqueen I don't be sipping the lean, I just be sippin the casa Bitch I aim it at your topper Oh my G-d is he goner I be really moving weight my nigga we don't trap at night If you fucking snitching then I'll send you to the after life I ain't Travis Scott but bitch you know I got the antidote All these bitches moving fruity like some fucking cantaloupe If it don't make cents I don't make sense Since I'm at the plug I've been straight I get baked bitch I get cake Me and money engaged All my opps got a sex change Got yo bitch upside down doing that fucking stranger thing Oh my gawd When I'm in the pussy make that pussy say ou When I'm in the foreign make that foreign say skur When I'm outside you know I got to pack my ou You know I got to pack mine You niggas better find G-d You all better quit playing with me Got A F one energy I let it go Let it be You know I'm packing that heat Like boom Like boom I be really moving weight my nigga we don't trap at night If you fucking snitching then I'll send you to the after life I ain't Travis Scott but bitch you know I got the antidote All these bitches moving fruity like some fucking cantaloupe If it don't make cents I don't make sense Since I'm at the plug I've been straight I get baked bitch I get cake Me and money engaged All my opps got a sex change Got yo bitch upside down doing that fucking stranger thing Oh my G-d Ou
Writer(s): Gary Altamirano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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