Lyrics

Wait a minute, wait a minute You ain't heard nothing Lentra, the God Yo honestly I'm high as a bitch I got one shit left to give I got two hella bad ladies with tits I got three big ol' bucks for a tip I got four, bling bling rollie with the wrist Yeah five new ladies in my DM's, what I do Seems like everything I dream of comes true They all like, not for me They use astrology Head game crazy need the lobotomy Then I took her on a date, huh, catastrophe Yeah, sorry that I bust quick, it's not up to me I got married to the money, matrimony No problem, no problem, got the keys in the car In the front, for the whip, in the back, bih Her ass, that bum, have you seen it No I haven't Do you wanna 'Course I do Baby girl, now what it do? So, I think the hook's 'bout to come back, on in, right now I got one shit left to give I got two hella bad ladies with tits I got three big ol' bucks for a tip I got four, bling bling rollie with the wrist Yeah five new ladies in my DM's, what I do Seems like everything I dream of comes true They all like, not for me They use astrology Where is all my money? In the bank where it should be Trust me, yeah, I'm good with my money Stash it all the way, I'm bbno$ Che-ch-ch-ch-check, my flow out Che-ch-ch-ch-checks, they be big now Baby you so sick, sick, sick Yeah, money not a beat oh, shit, shit, shit Usually I make a bridge right here But, you know, today I wasn't really feeling it I got one shit left to give I got two hella bad ladies with tits I got three big ol' bucks for a tip I got four, bling bling rollie with the wrist Yeah five new ladies in my DM's, what I do Seems like everything I dream of comes true They all like, not for me They use astrology
Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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