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I got three thots on my dick Buss down Gucci, all on my fit Ice on my wrist Rolex that's drip She like Ash Kaashh, only the tip I be skirting off in that whip I see an opp, and that boy get hit Your girl on top when I drop that guap I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit I got three thots on my dick Buss down Gucci, all on my fit Ice on my wrist Rolex that's drip She like Ash Kaashh, only the tip I be skirting off in that whip I see an opp, and that boy get hit Your girl on top when I drop that guap I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit Like what the fuck is up I don't wanna be your love I be gettin' to these bands And I started out the mud Lil' bitch on my line And you know she gettin' dubbed, ay I don't want no old money, only new cheddar Lil' bitch on my dick 'cause she cannot do better She got a fat ass, and she gotta beretta You talk to me tough, but you soft as a feather Pull with the four, five, yeah, I got the strap I've been getting to the bag, now your girl she want my snap I'on even like these thots, but it's funny how they act Every time I make a song like Chris Smoove, I always splash They don't wanna see me up, so I had to prove 'em wrong Me and Nathan making hits, all the e-girls sing our songs We just hit another lick, and we 'bout to get hella rich See me posted with your chick, going ape like king kong I got three thots on my dick Buss down Gucci, all on my fit Ice on my wrist Rolex that's drip She like Ash Kaashh, only the tip I be skirting off in that whip I see an opp, and that boy get hit Your girl on top when I drop that guap I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit I got three thots on my dick Buss down Gucci, all on my fit Ice on my wrist Rolex that's drip She like Ash Kaashh, only the tip I be skirting off in that whip I see an opp, and that boy get hit Your girl on top when I drop that guap I feel like I'm Carti, I'ma die lit
Writer(s): Toshifumi Hinata Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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