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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crvddyrell
Crvddyrell
Performer
Mirathemanic
Mirathemanic
Performer
Tyrel Wilkins
Tyrel Wilkins
Performer
Jeremiah Wilkins
Jeremiah Wilkins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrel Wilkins
Tyrel Wilkins
Songwriter
Jeremiah Wilkins
Jeremiah Wilkins
Songwriter

Lyrics

She think that I'm Drake I ain't waiting for nobody Bought her some titties I ain't fuck with the old body (Let's go) The SRT cool Ima pull up in wide body I'm fucking his bitch and I bet he don't know bout it 25k first week was easy Your bitch on go tryna text and meet me The watch plain jane but I can flood it with VVs I just poured a 4 in a strawberry kiwi This a grown man game but they playing in PeeWee I got more racks than you what the fuck you gon teach me (facts) Got the presidential rollie but they tryna impeach me Flying first class bitch you can't even reach me She think that I'm Drake I ain't waiting for nobody Fucking his bitch and I bet he don't know bout it The SRT cool Ima pull up in wide body (Let's get it) Bitch! Like Mortal Kombat she know I finish them Niggas gon rap bout some shit they ain't living in How could we beef and you broke we ain't into shit I just skrt off the lot and I fucked up the dealership Peanut butter the Benz but the inside was cinnamon I just copped me the coupe cause the birds keep on coming in I feel like Mccutchen I hit it and run it in The Lambo, The Urus, Rolls Royce or the Cullinan I slide on your bitch fuck her pussy and cum in it The stick got a clip on your block I be dumping it Just like Jeff Hardy you know that I'm jumping in Jump out the house J-jump out the house Jump out the house J-jump out the house Opps in the crib bet they not coming out Red light we caught a nigga in route We get it lit like some headlights I just might give this hoe dick if her head right Cartier frames on my face like I'm near sighted Never lacking I keep the by my bed side I was out NYC out in bedstuy Bro in the bat mobile I'm in the red eye Walk on the sky bitch I feel like a Jedi You be talking too much but you ain't done enough Them bitches talking too much bitch I just wanna fuck I got on ricks bitch these ain't no chucks I keep the stick in the Bentley truck Pop out gang put that shit in your face He think that he ghost he ain't been in no wraith They said that it's up he get smoked like a vape You can catch you a bullet like Jamar Chase Better hop out that field cause that shit ain't safe He asked for a verse but he can't pay the rate I'm pouring up red like that shit gatorade My young niggas slide like they sliding on base They throwing up Ls like they coming in late She said she was gay but I'm turning her straight I'm pouring up Kobe I'm sipping on 8 Two times four I just added an eighth Off of the shrooms I just took a trey-five I popped up a perk nigga I feel alive I'm smoking weed nigga just to get high I feel that speed when I hop in that ride It's really me baby I'm that guy I'm my gang baby I'm my tribe We really sliming shit out when we slide We really slap a nigga out of his mind He was talking all tough he ain't ready to die He said he was gang so why he closing his eyes
Writer(s): Tyrel Wilkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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