歌词

Shit, I don't listen I'ma park the car And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea Bundle bitches Section full of under cover hungry niggas Yea yea, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here Oh no, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six bitch its out of here Looking at my pockets you an outsider We in the field with the work Baby girl, wilding We over here what you heard We are not silent She with the peers tryna learn how we all riding Looking at my pockets you an outsider We in the field with the work Baby girl, wilding We over here what you heard We are not silent She with the peers tryna learn How we all riding You think the opps know better Me and my dawgs forever Lady be sending me letters And I wont ever settle Messages coming in groups We don't be noticing you Is that your girl tell the truth Why she go home in that coupe They be all on my case, shit I ain't no fucken lawyer Rubber bands on the hands Bitch I'm finna fucken spoil ya And she finna be a fan Since the twitter feed was paranoia On the timeline With your titties on a party poster, shrock Send me a link up I be like, tell me tell me If I can come pick up At the social function double texting niggas At the club yelling teli he my nigga I cannot wife Big money moves I'ma need my eyes wide Tryna fuck me but I told you its the wrong time Got a phone full of teli come to my sides I cannot wife Send location let me know just where the opps hide In the moment niggas hating from thee outside Get that money, get your money Penny pinching, pocket hungry People hating on you when they wallets all wide Im like, come and get your man he on my jawline Side way talking like a housewife I might, have to ask you Leave the venue and go join him outside Leave the venue and go join him outside Bye bye Shit, I don't listen I'ma park the car And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea Bundle bitches Section full of under cover hungry niggas Yea yea, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here Oh no, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six bitch its out of here Looking at my pockets you an outsider We in the field with the work Baby girl, wilding We over here what you heard We are not silent She with the peers tryna learn How we all riding Looking at my pockets you an outsider We in the field with the work Baby girl, wilding We over here what you heard We are not silent She with the peers Tryna learn how we all riding Shit, I don't listen I'ma park the car and pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea Bundle bitches Section full of under cover hungry niggas Yea yea, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here Oh no, bitch its out of here Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
Writer(s): Thabiso Moya Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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