Letra

These niggas just caught a lick, they ain't really having motion I stack them bands times ten, just imagine if I was focused I pick me up a new hoe in every city I'm in, I'm global They ain't gon' wanna believe you, you gotta put it in they face and show em TRX truck, skirt off like a hawk All these niggas they my sons I won't allow em out at dark We used to smoke on the cookie Now we smoking on some shark That pussy had me in a choke But she annoying, just like Bart Wreck the foreign, I can do it, nigga Cause I got the title Everything I'm saying, it be true Like it's out the bible If you wanna get geeked, let me know You know I'll prescribe you We got handguns with some switches Nigga, fuck a rifle It's a different world over here Baby, we young and turnt No 9 to 5, I'm clocked in right now Finna go to work Ten hoes pulled up on me They just came in mini skirts They some Billionaire fans They gon' do whatever just to model merch Main bitch, drive a Porsche Side hoe, drive a Benz Had em in the Sprinter all night They was claiming twins The type of life I'm living I just can't let anybody in Ain't no cap up in my rap You want exotic or you want some bins? I'm a young, turnt nigga Girl, I stay with some motion I brought the whole city out to the club No promotion You wanna ball just like me Well, come on, I can show you I feel like Bilichek Baby head coach, niggas know it I'm a young, turnt nigga Girl, I stay with some motion I brought the whole city out to the club No promotion You wanna ball just like me Well, come on, I can show you I feel like Bilichek Baby head coach, niggas know it Bend the foreign on the back street This car go too fast Hundred thousand dollar AMG This ain't no Hellcat I been beatin my pockets ass Ain't no cap, but ain't no turning back Spent some racks in the Chrome Hearts store This ain't no Amiri cap Whole gang lit Like we in the 80s, niggas serving crack Had to double back On that bitch, her ass super fat My mama see I'm going up She say she want a hundred racks Bet I give it to her times ten With a bow on that I was out in college scamming Wasn't trying to join a frat Bad bitches stay away from you You like repellent, jack Ain't no money over there She say she love it here That's a fact Feeling just like EST Gee I promise I'ma get my lick back
Writer(s): Chris Ogunnowo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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