Lyrics

I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo Boo'd up with your side and your main ho We on the run in the top and you bang low Got shot up, giving halos You don't fuck with me, why you saying 'hey' though? (yeah) Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow I want a clique, nigga twenty six I want the cheese, nigga, fuck a brick I wanna live in the Hills, nigga, fuck a bitch I will not slip over, took a blick Was just talking shit, now they on my dick Getting too rich to be hitting licks, yeah, yeah Getting too rich to be hitting licks Getting too high, we shoot out the roof Tripping in broad day like I'm boof Hit up thirty seven, TMG its cool Cemetery then its flying, its the truth CD on my back Bitch, I keep a stack Bitch, I keep a- huh, what? Bitch, I keep a rack... On me, yeah Yeah, yeah BK, shit I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo Wе on the run in the top and you bang low You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hеy," though? Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow I'm, I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo We on the run in the top and you bang low You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hey," though? Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow I'm in the coupe sipping Faygo We on the run in the top and you bang low You don't fuck with me, why you saying, "Hey," though? Doubted a nigga, now I'm seeing fade slow
Writer(s): Brooklyn Rodriguez, Asim Dowdell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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