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Orange Lambo parked aside the Bentley truck Every time I come, my city show me love We done got so far ahead, let's burn it up (yuh) Must be easy to look at me and say it's luck What's up, what's up? Chase the sake with the soju, burnin' up I done got so many bitches on my nuts Got her askin' if I do this way too much God, I love you, but your friend, yeah, she my crush Bae, I don't think she loves me Party in a blue jacket She said, "Take this pill", and I said, "Which color?" She said she got blue, and I said nothing about it Hop in the foreign, I beat it A straitjacket from Moncler With a black glove in a two-seater Good pipe, so you tell your friends But take a pic so it lasts longer I guess I'm gettin' the bag Got my right foot on the dash Going 180, I'm blastin' Pop a lil' addy, I'm passin' Clappin' her cheeks and I'm laughin' Good girl, keep goin' Got her legs shakin' like Casper, uh Got her flippin' over like patterns Keep that up, you're going to Paris Buy a house for her parents, uh What's up? What's up, what's up? Hunnid bitches in the mansion That's what's up Orange Lambo parked aside the Bentley truck Every time I come, my city show me love We done got so far ahead, let's burn it up Must be easy to look at me and say it's luck (uh) What's up, what's up? Chase the sake with the soju, burnin' up I done got so many bitches on my nuts Got her askin' if I do this way too much God, I love you, but your friend, yeah, she my crush
Writer(s): Nikita Antonenko, Oliver Moy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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