Tekst Utworu

Drinking a smoothie while I rap this verse I gotta thank God I could be doing worse Life Gucci you see it on her purse I wear my heart on my Converse Cause they CDG She love that real high not no CBD I give her live game like it's TNT You gonna elevate when you fuck with me Her and her friend talking bout some lames I'm just chilling drinking pink champagne Being messy isn't playa like I only ride luxury that's what playas like Baby girl you's a playa type Don't even trip baby girl he just ain't play it right Took her from crab legs She from the south you can tell by her body that she well fed To go back to my old life that shit dead But I still keep a nine chilling by my bed A smooth p we don't cause no drama I'm trying to get these commas Let's get rich put that on my momma Stick got a long neck looking like a llama I only ride in Cadillacs like President Obama
Writer(s): Alan Ellis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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