Lirik

We'll stress 'em on the block, put some pressure on 'em Send the shots, I just hope they get the message on me Twin glocks blasting off, I ain't got a vest on me And this ain't cheap, I ain't broke, this is Vetements on me Bad bitch got Chanel up her necklace don't she You be scared, and we be wildin' out whenever, don't we? He act tough, but he cry when he got home, don't he He's just mad because his bitch and all her friends know me Bad things, all up in my line 'Cause my, chain swang 'cause I'm on the grind, ay Private plane, that's what they want me for You know me, bands' what I'm grinding for Bad baby, always on the coke, she a, theme baby She's in love with me, but I Can't baby, call you when I land This is, so crazy how I got here from the stands, ay There's a few differences between you and me (There's a few differences between you and me) And told she about (And told she about) You're the- Type to show up with a gun to a knife fight Type to only stand up when the times right You're bitch made tuck your chains in when they saw us, ay No flame, no smoke but you ain't scared right? I'm the type to slide solo to a gangfight I'm the type to fuck your bitch on a private flight She the type to sell her wedding ring for for some cocaine You the type to let it go because you're bitch mane so We'll stress 'em on the block, put some pressure on 'em Send the shots, I just hope they get the message on me Twin glocks blasting off, I ain't got a vest on me And this ain't cheap, I ain't broke, this is Vetements on me Bad bitch got Chanel up her necklace don't she You be scared, and we be wildin' out whenever, don't we? He act tough, but he cry when he got home, don't he He's just mad because his bitch and all her friends know me
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