Letra

Wheezy outta here Yeah Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me, meet him at the spot Droppin' off some sh- you ain't got, ha Now I'm out I done got so rich, I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, sh- got rained out I done got so rich, I think my cars bring me out I was chillin' at the spot on a bedside's couch I wasn't even gon' do nothin', don't care 'bout the sun out (yeah) F- you, lil' b-, don't let my car bring me out (yeah) I done got so rich, I think my car bring me out (yeah) I done got so rich, I let a foreign bring me out (uh) F- her in the car and told her, "Least it cost a house" (yeah) I done got so lit, I promise, I never see a drought (I promise) I don't know the time, I know my watch two-hundred thousand (two-hundred) Changin' up the climate, whenever you get through I'm ballin' (when you) Change it up, my b- down, damn my old b- stalkin' I don't go outside without a rifle and a forty (Pluto) Takin' up the drip and the murder rate in Georgia (yeah) Mr. Have-His-Way, turn a dime to a quarter (yeah) Walkin' with a limp, I got racks all on me (yeah) Probably in the Royce with the stars in the sky This ain't 'bout a thot, I let my cars bring me out (out) Wrap the cash up and vacuum seal, it won't rot I can bag her, she want the d- 'cause I'm toxic (toxic) I can spazz out and throw my b- in Givenchy Her pressure, Baguettes, make everything iconic Homicide, make sure you stick to the strip One of a kind, fallin' asleep on a pill (Pluto) Top of the line art, gotta splash through the crib Freestyle off the top, and I can make me a M Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me, meet him at the spot Droppin' off some sh- you ain't got, ha Now I'm out I done got so rich, I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, sh- got rained out I done got so rich (yeah), I think my cars bring me out Benz after Benz, I'm on my Maybach sh- My opp got this one, so I done gave it to my b- Huh, got a Birkin on my motherf- wrist Think I'm lyin'? You can dive in this bitch just like a fish If it still got the odds, it's a perfect dish Give it to my kid, I'm 'bout to eat this whole wig Gave her nine racks like a motherf- Sig If you make some mills in the pandemic, then you big Take the Porsche away (yeah), fillin' up a safe (yeah) Got the Bugatti (yeah), f- a pool party (yeah) Pourin' weed in her p- like I'm Bob Marley (yeah) All my dawgs got it (yeah), we don't do no barkin' N- put me out, so I bought the shop (yeah) I put my cars in this b-, now it's a parkin' spot We had more oil in the city, back when it was a drought They thought I got rid of it, I had brang the wraith for y'all Livin' legitimate, I'm swervin' in a foreign car Cheetah print, leather Goyard It ain't 'bout a thot, I let this money do seducin' I turn two-hundred on a dash to a movie I done got so rich, f- two b- in a coupe I'm paranoid, hundred rounds on me too It ain't no cap in my rap, I got proof Took me a nap and had on three mill' in jewels (Pluto) Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pin stripe couch Call the car man, he told me, meet him at the spot Droppin' off some sh- you ain't got, ha Now I'm out I done got so rich, I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the car port, sh- got rained out I done got so rich, I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Wesley Glass, Jeffery Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out