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How many, (how many) How many, (how many, how many) How many (there's a couple of em) How many (there's a lot of em) How many bitches I took How many bitches How many times that we blowing the stronger, it was not kush So many times that they told me To change up my hair and my look I still can lift up the block, leave it shook (slat, slat) She give me some head in the Cullinan She give me some head in the Cullinan Yeah, I fuck her she callin my government She callin my government She know that I'm having some bodies On a sexual level (bury them muhfuckas) Keed talk to em Girl what you sayin' Taking right off in a Ghinini I got a hoe when I land Treat you on percs and the xans My money gone keep on expanding And they wondered why I'm never caring My momma got a F&N Shit, I told her make sure that she carry it Yeah, you know I go big every time They know they can't look but alluring me Come back to back in them black trucks And Lil Gotit, yeah he trailing me Lil hittas talk bout, they ain't sparing me And I ain't sparing you The feeling is mutual Ns not scared of you I came from the trap house Yeah we were trapped out Then I got bigger You should never cared They shouldn't leave him I told 'em whenever you get done with your man Pull up on me, I wan see you Slatt, slatt, slatt How many, (how many) How many, (how many, how many) How many (there's a couple of em) How many (there's a lot of em) How many bitches I took How many bitches How many times that we blowing the stronger, it was not kush So many times that they told me to change up my hair and my look I still can lift up the block, leave it shook (slat, slat) She give me some head in the Cullinan She give me some head in the Cullinan Yeah, I fuck her she callin my government She callin my government She know that I'm having some bodies On a sexual level (bury them muhfuckas) I'm having motion just like the ocean I pop a G, I go rollercoastin Keep my name out your teeth or that choppa toastin Richard Mille with the smiley face like emoji Don't be trusting these ns my mama told me I put karats on karats on diamond chokers Man I woke up this morning and bought a rover Outside white inside look like a cup of mocha Glock 40, it come with the jeans Double cuppin it, it come with the lean I don't fuck with them boys on the other side I been focused on me and my team Man I still can't believe that my brother died Know what's up man I'm just coming clean Got it on I was born with some wings 100 mill, that's a championship ring How many times you gon switch How many times you gon act like a bitch How many diamonds to cover your wrist How many times that your opps got hit How many How many times How many times (yeah, yeah) How many, (how many) How many, (how many, how many) How many (there's a couple of em) How many (there's a lot of em) How many bitches I took How many bitches How many times that we blowing the stronger, it was not kush So many times that they told me to change up my hair and my look I still can lift up the block, leave it shook (slat, slat) She give me some head in the Cullinan She give me some head in the Cullinan Yeah, I fuck her she callin my government She callin my government She know that I'm having some bodies On a sexual level (bury them muhfuckas)
Writer(s): Kiari Cephus, Raqhid Jevon Render, Anand Vivek Joshi, Nikhil Aji, Angad Bains, Alex Theesfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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