Lyrics

Look into my eyes Don't be so surprised Not talking bout the dough When i say it's on the floor Now they just wanna They just wanna I'm running, running up bags Puma over them checks Thick body no injects Skin popping my flex Phatty creeping out making you weaker Money is the scent that's on my t-shirt I got the bill baby just like a c note So high red eye the only time i see smoke Don't tolerate no disrespect Bout my crew i'll come for your neck Bout my dude i'll come for your neck And it's asap when it comes to them checks Look into my eyes Dont be so surprised Not talking bout the dough When i say it s on the floor Now they just wanna They just wanna Everybody know me Everybody know us Yeah, we the dream team Smokers cough cause I chief Too much weed in my leaf Bottega Loro Ricky Treat SL like F1 when I speed You can never catch up Fucking with my cheese, bread, lettuce imma stretch ya Never talking beef cuz these hoes is alphabeta See I ate this bitch but my other bitch better Like a perm Imma press her But I'm still In the fucking field Bitches know the deal Keep it trill Told homeboy to chill He been off them pills We don't box We just grab a Glock We might pop your top Spin ya block We gonna make it hot Don't tolerate no disrespect Bout my crew i'll come for your neck Bout my dude i'll come for your neck And it's asap when it comes to them checks Look into my eyes Dont be so surprised Not talking bout the dough When i say it s on the floor Now they just wanna They just wanna
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