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Wraith
1.300
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wraith adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Freebandz Productions LLC / Casino Music tarafından 25 Mayıs 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıDisrespectful
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Çıkış Tarihi25 Mayıs 2018
FirmaFreebandz Productions LLC / Casino Music
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Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM65

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Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Casino
Casino
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
Producer

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[Verse 1]
Fat **** ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
60 racks when you add it all up
Try to rob, I'll put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boss stay fresh e'ry day
[Verse 2]
Head to toe I stay in designer
Off the chain like I hit a goldmine
Goyard fill ten pounds
No luggage when I'm goin' out of town
Bought the mall when the jet hit land
Got your bitch and she down with the plan
Go and put the birds in her pocketbook
Let the bitch bring it back to the earth
[Verse 3]
Bird comin' in from San Fransisco
Dog food comin' in from L.A.
Fat white private on in P Street
I'm in Aventador ridin' down P Street
There's a half a million dollar fed watchin' me
Twist the wheels off jet like beat me
Turnt up Magic City on the same day
Got three hoes, man, who go both ways
[Verse 4]
Feed 'em Percocet fat while stayin' loaded
Keep extendo and the bitch stay loaded
Try to rob them, I'm gonna have to unload it
Rockin' cargo jeans, all pocket full
Love the whip, now my Freebandz in 'em
When you're gettin' bricks in, gotta go in 'em
When you buy a Rollie, you gotta bust it down
Sippin' mud, it'll slow shit down
[Verse 5]
Fat **** ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
60 when you add it all up
Try to rob, I'll put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boss stay fresh e'ry day
[Verse 6]
Twelve-oh team, muhfucka
Keep down Perc, muhfucka
Money real long, muhfucka
Bitches on my line, I'ma fuck 'em
Pour a bit of wine till I fuck 'em
Got prize of the rose, I stuff her
So I try to play, so a **** took 'em
Backdoor, I hit it with a triple crown
[Verse 7]
Fat boy sweat harder than Rick Ross
Diamonds in like, woo, good Lord
Bitch jumpin' on my dick like trampoline
Pour 8 up, pour it up with the team
If it ain't raw lean, we don't drink lean
Been gettin' money since like 13
Current rule we dare hard out the hood
260, what a waste so I'm eatin' good
[Verse 8]
Fat **** ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
60 racks when you add it all up
Try to rob, I'll put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boss stay fresh e'ry day
[Verse 9]
Head to toe I stay in designer
Off the chain like I hit a goldmine
Goyard fill ten pounds
No luggage when I'm goin' out of town
Bought the mall when the jet hit land
Got your bitch and she down with the plan
Go and put the birds in her pocketbook
Let the bitch bring it back to the earth
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