歌詞

Got choppers on choppers Got bitches on bitches My ho do the dishes We play in them kitchens My whip is on sixes Got pounds of the chickens Rolex's on wrists Your bitches is missing We in the trap house We selling that loud We cooking up O's Come shop at my store You liking my glow I'm liking your ho She put on a show Do it on the low A stack on her shoes 50 racks on my jewels They say I'm so cool I'm breaking the news I'm breaking the rules They try to keep up I keep switching up I keep geeking up It must be the [?] [?] maybe my mother squeezes The all on their knees They thinking I'm Yeezus My teacher is Jesus My money got creases My cars got no leases My house got no leases [?] us up They seizing me up Your ho texting me She eating me up She sucking me up A ten of [?] I'm getting my buzz I'm killing you dubs I'm feeling like Pablo I rock Ferragamo I just hit the lotto Got green in the tacos I'm getting my nachos I'm getting my cheese I'm balling [?] I'm rocking the seas My diamonds is water I paid off my lawyer I don't want your offer Kill you for an offer [?] they taught you Can't smell like a fish I cook in the dish I [?] with your bitch
Writer(s): John Michael Hakeem Gibson, Durk Banks, Bryan Simmons, Joshua Luellen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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