歌詞
Take off the wrist, I can buy a whole business
Take off the Ricks, start kicking my pimping
Take off the fit, I could buy a Honda Civic
Take out the bitch, tell her mind her business
I'm putting diamonds on these bad ass bitches (Church)
Take out the clip and put on the switch
It's taming all these wild ass ****
This is my year, switching my gear
Forgiato wheels, came from facing my fears
Look at my ears, can't even hear
Bitch seen diamonds, started looking like a deer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, sip it like beer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, we don't do cheers
High class hoes fucking my peers
Get mad and pour, pour up my tears
Mean mugging, still walking 'round in some Dior
Three hundred, I just spent that on some pre-rolls
Thirty-six bitches, I look like a kilo
Shout out my migos and shout out my people who shooting like free throws
And ducking the RICO
Oh, shout out the freak hoes (Yeah)
Emilio Pucci bikini, it's boosting her ego
Shoot out the peephole
Bust it down, bust it down
She want me to bust her down
I'm getting work in another town
We got this shit out the mud
Yeah, I can't even cap, we came up off each other's pounds
And we made a hundred thou'
From ducking the cases to all these blue faces
Now we 'bout to bust 'em down (We 'bout to bust 'em down)
Take off the wrist, I can buy a whole business
Take off the Ricks, start kicking my pimping
Take off the fit, I could buy a Honda Civic
Take out the bitch, tell her mind her business
I'm putting diamonds on these bad ass bitches (Church)
Take out the clip and put on the switch
It's taming all these wild ass ****
This is my year, switching my gear
Forgiato wheels, came from facing my fears
Look at my ears, can't even hear
Bitch seen diamonds, started looking like a deer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, sip it like beer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, we don't do cheers
High class hoes fucking my peers
Get mad and pour, pour up my tears
Pouring my pain, putting on my gang
With a bad ass bitch putting on my chains
Zaza smoke, gas like propane
Your ho broke, ain't got no name
We don't give no fuck 'bout fame, give a fuck 'bout a lame
I'll up this bitch, gon' aim
Don't really give a fuck where you from
**** yelled out gang and all he heard was "bang"
Drop a five and put ten on it
Bout a Rolls and put tint on it
On the dice with your rent on it
Do you know how much I spent on it?
Hit from the back, if it's dry, I'ma spit on it (Yeah)
Your lil' bitch call me big homie
And I knew he was pussy
It wasn't hard to get him, we just put a bitch on him (Yeah)
Take off the wrist, I can buy a whole business
Take off the Ricks, start kicking my pimping
Take off the fit, I could buy a Honda Civic
Take out the bitch, tell her mind her business
I'm putting diamonds on these bad ass bitches (Church)
Take out the clip and put on the switch
It's taming all these wild ass ****
This is my year, switching my gear
Forgiato wheels, came from facing my fears
Look at my ears, can't even hear
Bitch seen diamonds, started looking like a deer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, sip it like beer
Hi-Tech, Hi-Tech, we don't do cheers
High class hoes fucking my peers
Get mad and pour, pour up my tears
Written by: Jabari Thompson Jr
