Lyrics

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh (hey, SIRSKI) Hey, hey, hey Prada bags in the Caddy (yeah) (hello), I'll take care of you Big bands, they keep addin' (hey) Choppas, I'll Mariah Carey 'em (hey) Better plan his memorial Send his ass to the Holy Ghost Kinda sad how his story goes (yeah) Brody got shot on the block (oh) Very sad date for the opps, huh He tryna cuff on a thot, no She tryna fuck on the squad Better plan his memorial Send his ass to the Holy Ghost Kinda sad how his story goes (yeah) She wanna fan me with the drugs (fan me) Fuck off a Perc', she start a family with the drugs (family) You gon' get murked, you tried to play me, or my girl (grrah, brrah) Bro on the shirt, he tried to play me and my thugs (grrah, grrah, grrah) Fiends at the door, I remember seein' fees at the door Nigga runnin', got the beam, see the Lord In the dream sippin' lean, I'ma soar R.I.P., gotta breathe for the boy Love letters, man, I really hope she do Bad bitch, light skin attitude Do anythin' in the world for you (you) Hoes like me 'cause I'm too smooth Match your speed 'cause you're too slow Evolve like a Mewtwo This shit too simple I get racks like Wimbledon Nigga talkin' shit, put a rack up on his head, now he's gone (Oh-whoa-ooh) Prada bags in the Caddy (yeah), I'll take care of you Big bands, they keep addin' (hey) Choppas, I'll Mariah Carey 'em (hey) Better plan his memorial Send his ass to the Holy Ghost Kinda sad how his story goes (yeah) Brody got shot on the block (oh) Very sad date for the opps, huh He tryna cuff on a thot, no She tryna fuck on the squad Better plan his memorial Send his ass to the Holy Ghost Kinda sad how his story goes (yeah)
Writer(s): Carson Lee, Tyreek Pellerin, Etienne Michel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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