Letra

If I- If I die today, I bet if I was in my jeans yuh
If I die tonight, I bet that Ima go out high
Bitch, bitch, I walk up in the store, I bet I walk out fly
I put that shit on every time, lil' bitch don't even try
I put that swag on every time, lil' bitch don't need no effort
Ima put him in a magazine just like Hugh Heffner
Can't even trust my gang, these **** changing like the weather
Uh, swear lil Dooro dumb if he think his music better
**** talking on the squad, that fye fye rip yo sweater
And they don't see the vision, Just like Hellen Keller
Huh, huh, huh, huh
We finna write em a letter
Cant come to my block cant come to my sector
Sipping on wok, ****, my cup redder
She got a man, but she say I'm better huh
I'm with the real deal steppers, huh
Slide on your block with a vector
Bad lil bitch wanna get together
I'm with Kolors that's my slat, he got my back, yeah
I'm in the stu right now, I'm punching it, run it back, yeah
Huh, yeah, I said, run that back
I was broke, had to run up a bag
Don't know her mother, she calling me dad
I took off a perc and i started to lag
I can't call you back
I got stars on the roof in the track
Pack yo gang like get that back
Get put up in a pack
I don't want yo number
Finna fuck you, then I leave
Smoke this pack get number huh
I've been smoking trees
I'm been on my John Wick shit huh
Like Keanu Reeves
Bad bitch put her hair up for me
Knowing damn well its a weave
My whip is a push to start
Lil bro i aint need no keys need no keys
Written by: Davonne Johnson, Keegan Bradley Warrick
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