Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
kylaronez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
Árni Lárusson
Songwriter
Lirik
I gotta get that shit, like, right, feel me?
That shit could be hard, lowkey
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She's still gonna act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lyin', I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich ****
Had to whip it with my wrist ****
Then I got it on my wrist ****, yeah, yeah
Conversations of a rich ****
Brought the consequences of a rich ****
I seen too many **** switch ****
I could never be a bitch ****
Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it on my own
Score with no assist ****
Pyrex or a hit ****
Either way I'll be a rich ****
Have you ever been whippin' the dope
So good you think that the feds watchin'?
'Cause my O.G's they been whippin' the dope up
My **** got they bread flockin'
Feel like burger, I'm stackin' the cheese
They nickname the trap house, Red Robin
I was tryin' to push work with you
Your man's came now the feds knockin'
Now I wanna run it up, ****
Purple Fanta in the cup, ****
VVS's straight from Avianne
You claim you 'bout it ****, why you lyin'?
Got yours, had to make mine
Push packs 'cross state lines
You bitches always tryin' to take the check
See a baller then they break their neck, yeah, yeah
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She's still gonna act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lyin', I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I brought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I brought Mercedes to fuck it up
I brought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich ****
Had to whip it with my wrist ****
Then I got it on my wrist ****, yeah, yeah
Young **** got it out the mud
Whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
And it's always been fuck the law
So I can never pick the bacon up
I run the bands up, why you playin' with me?
My life a movie, livin' HD
My jeweler called, he got a AP
I keep my dogs no snakes with me
Seen false **** live a long time
And the real **** die young, yeah, yeah
I seen a boss **** get shot
He took a loss, then he got high
They look through the blinds, give them time
Fuck the police we just shake the spot
Put the P's in the duffle bag
Lil' brother gotta take the Glock
Main reason I don't fuck with you ****
You run them digits then you turn snitch
All your dogs got locked up
Then your best friend was a sherm stick
I wasn't born a baller
I had to stack it up, I had to learn this
Everything I got, I earned it
Sit back, wait your turn, bitch
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She's still gonna act like I ain't done enough
You bitches be lyin', I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I brought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I brought Mercedes to fuck it up
I brought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich ****
Had to whip it with my wrist ****
Then I got it on my wrist ****, yeah, yeah
Ice Starr
Written by: Arni Larusson, Rodrick Moore

