歌词
Look
Bout to run it up
Aye,
I'm with my dawgs boy you know how much the fare was
I'm with my dawgs in the bitch like airbud
You know tramah got us higher than an airbus
Me and yo **** lil whoop don't compare us
tag popped off a bag out of in italy
Colombiana got my dick in her memories
Who the connect I'm tryna see who yo plug is
Pussy, money, power I ain't fucking with the love shit
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
I don't care who you think you is cuz I'm him
Lil bitch throw that pussy with a side bend
If that pussy looking at me I might dive in
If that pussy smacking girl I need yo 5 friends
So much clout boy you really get yo bitch took
I can tell you don't care how a bitch look
Big paper might turn you to a enemy
**** stupid if you think they don't remember me
My ops can't look me in my eyes
I just wanna eat between her thighs
I ain't even gone tell her that she fine
Ima put that pretty pussy in the sky
I got the club lit
Money long
Rolling big one
we smoking strong
Got some big ones they going long
Got a big one in her long
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
Brown paper
Blue strips
Bank accounts
Big biz
Benjamins
Bold ice
Big Trips
Long nights
Written by: Nathaniel Carter
