Lyrics

Ay Rarin go crazy Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie Racks up, yeah feel like Uzi Pulled up, like my life a movie Got the top down, yeah you know I'm zoomin' Wait up, shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter I got my duties got people on payroll Knock knock down the opps I feel like faygo I made a lot lot feel like J-Cole I'm in a drop top then a ranger Y'all gotta pay up I make my money like this is a layup Quit acting funny girl, you not my main hoe 12 and the opps they could never say they won Hold a big choppa bitch, call it my ray gun I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate 'em I just be chilling, I fuck with my day ones Told a lil' shawty come tap in Too fresh, yeah, she thought I was a catfish New neck, 50k for the taxes New check, yeah, I bought me some classics Cool sex, yeah, I got me a bad bitch You a mess, boy, you nothing but average Impressed, yeah, she want me to cash in I'm next, yeah Lil' Rari' ain't cappin' Why they always looking at me? They can see the racks in the back seat Gotta do my dance 'cause I got my fans Yeah, I made it up with no rap beef Got like hella M's off of rapping Need a new advance 'cause I'm taxing Got a two tone, yeah, my wristwatch with a drip drop Yeah, it's flashing I don't like H&M, I like Prada Move with a Louis bag and my brothers If I don't see a check, I want nada Wait 'till I hit the gas and I throttle I'm in the fast lane, never subtle She write an essay for a cuddle I had to get paid, fuck a struggle Park in the valet 'cause I— Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie Racks up, yeah feel like Uzi Pulled up, like my life a movie Got the top down, yeah you know I'm zoomin' Wait up, shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter I got my duties got people on payroll Knock knock down the opps I feel like faygo I made a lot lot feel like J-Cole I'm in a drop top then a ranger Y'all gotta pay up I make my money like this is a layup Quit acting funny girl, you not my main hoe 12 and the opps they could never say they won Hold a big choppa bitch, call it my ray gun I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate 'em I just be chilling, I fuck with my day ones
Writer(s): Rumen Tassev Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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