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Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
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Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
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Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
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Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers She like how I put this shit on I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance I don't even much put on cologne These niggas turned they back on me, damn, that's crazy They ain't even much wearin' VLONE Just got in my zone Countin' up racks, hands full Play callin', can't pick up the phone, ayy Double cup filled to the top right now 'Cause I got this shit here out the mud I'm havin' carats, ain't talkin' 'bout hare My diamonds be water, them hoes out the tub Ain't talking doctors, these niggas some scrubs Steppin' on opps, man, these niggas some rugs We havin' extensions, lil' bitch, I'm a plug Ayy, hit the show in a Sprinter with thugs Bankroll nothin' but dubs She knowin' I'm havin' some shit Fuck me in the trunk, don't need a big bed Got a whole lotta bands in the bankroll How the fuck you expect me not to get a big head? I got twenties and fifties and hundreds That shit just look real pretty when I spread Go spend 'bout forty or fifty on guns If them bitches catch me, we goin' to the field Mixin' Christian Dior with some shit I don't even much know how to say it Bitch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout she don't suck dick But she know how to beg No security, but I ain't worryin' 'bout shit Ridin' with some shit that's the size of a leg Shoot through your chest and it come out your back And that bitch leave a hole that's the size of your head I just be buyin' some shit that I can't even pronounce I ain't tryin', I just put it on These fuck niggas lyin', they just make shit rhyme When they talkin' gangster shit up in them songs Might take me some time, but shit, I'ma grind 'Cause I am not ridin' no dick for to get on But remind, fuck bitch, if you get out of line Then you'll fuck 'round and get spit on Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers She like how I put this shit on I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance I don't even much put on cologne These niggas turned they back on me, damn, that's crazy They ain't even much wearin' VLONE Just got in my zone Countin' up racks, hands full Play callin', can't pick up the phone Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers She like how I put this shit on I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance I don't even much put on cologne These niggas turned they back on me, damn, that's crazy They ain't even much wearin' VLONE Just got in my zone Countin' up racks, hands full Play callin', can't pick up the phone Ayy, just caught an opp bitch outta bounds and I took her back home What's that? That's a pick-six, ayy Them niggas cool, but I ain' in they face, Lil' bitch, I ain't friendly, ayy Niggas say they love you, But for real, that shit be envy Ayy, lil' bitch, I'm at the trap, You get pat down before you enter I say country boy, Just spent a whole Mark Ingram inside Lenox, ayy Freaky bitch suck dick a lil' more sloppy if it's tinted Brand new blue Charger And it came with pink paper, this shit ain't rented Ayy, fuck the dubs, got hundreds and fifties today Which car I'ma drive? How I'm feelin' today? Trap did good, so I'm chillin' today Shit, I think I made twenty today Don't wan' fuck, keep tellin' me that she gay Wan' nut on her titties and face Swear to God that I be trying to change But I'm too stuck in my ways And if I flop, then I'm gon' rob Gon' up this Drac', bitch, open the safe We just land the weight by seven The bitch gon' kill the dog if he smell this shit Post in the trap just to sell this shit Just chill, 'cause he gon' mail the rest This rap shit take too much of my time Goddamn, I got some bales to stretch I'm a grown-ass man, nigga, watch your tone Well, who the fuck is you yellin' at? Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers She like how I put this shit on I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance I don't even much put on cologne These niggas turned they back on me, damn, that's crazy They ain't even much wearin' VLONE Just got in my zone Countin' up racks, hands full Play callin', can't pick up the phone Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers She like how I put this shit on I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance I don't even much put on cologne These niggas turned they back on me, damn, that's crazy They ain't even much wearin' VLONE Just got in my zone Countin' up racks, hands full Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Writer(s): Tavis Moore, Yaven Mauldin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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