Lyrics

Big Za Yeah Gram (Dante, you snapped on this one) Uh-uh, uh-uh I was bad in fuckin' school Now I'm tryna dodge a sentence (shit) Just walked out the Lanvin store Pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (nigga) You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (come here, baby) I don't even pay to get in the club They know I'm a walking ticket (hip, hip) I'm presidential leaving the club We ain't stopping at no lights (yoom) You wanna be a boss? You gotta pay the price (facts) Left wrist on froze Look like a bag of ice (bling) I'm driving the Bentley Bentayga Like I don't love my life (skrrt) I'm in that thing shifting and I'm lane-switchin' (yoom) Bitch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business (Big Za) Uh, dunking on niggas' ass like Blake Griffin (rrr) He keep talking broke, gon' leave his face missing (brrt) Bae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huarache (no Huarache, baby) Bad bitch, 50th floor, eatin' Hibachi (come here, baby) I got 10 missed calls, all my bitches mad at me Valet park, designer district, I'm going straight to gallery Juggs fiending, yep (yep) Phone ringing, yep (brrt) Niggas hating, yep (nigga) Jewelry blinging, yep (bling) Juggs fiending, yep (brrt) Phone ringing, yep (yep) Niggas hating, yep (nigga) Jewelry blinging, yep (bling) I was bad in fuckin' school Now I'm tryna dodge a sentence (shit) Just walked out the Lanvin store Pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (nigga) You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (come here, baby) I don't even pay to get in the club They know I'm a walking ticket (hip-hip) I'm presidential leaving the club We ain't stopping at no lights (yoom) You wanna be a boss? You gotta pay the price (facts) Left wrist on frost Look like a bag of ice (bling) I'm driving the Bentley Bentayga Like I don't love my life (skrrt)
Writer(s): Devante Mccreary, Donte Ononiewu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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