歌词
Bitch
You know
If it ain't paper then it ain't nothin', boy
YRB shit forlife
You know what's goin' on, Li Kylan
You ain't no gangster, you a bitch
Wait 'til deposit hit, I'll spread that shit on bricks and sticks
I can get a boujee bitch and dog that hoe out like a pic
Plus, I love my dawgs, I'ma go all like Michael Vick
I be with lil' money, we gon' stalk 'em through a six-six
Swear to God that I see danger
We was locked in, most **** tryna play like stranger
I tend to flash when I get mad, control my anger
That shit make me sad, so I fall back into a ranger
He in that car, we hoppin' out, we tryna catch a murder
I got these bitches fuckin' K3, pretty hoe love purple
If I go broke right now today, then I turn the work up
Feel like some **** tryna get me, so I changed my circle
Wish Lord could save me, **** actin' shady
That shit crazy, K3 underrated
I ain't make it, but my life amazing
Brodie tripped me, he a... that blick on safety
Thick bitch want Kylan
20 racks in my wallet
I want rack inside of my pocket
Inside of my pocket, yah, yah, yah
But I wish you better baby, you only wanna shade on me
You see me on all this shit, I got a lotta cash on me
Say he wanna fuck my bitch, sorry, you can't last homie
She get freaky on the dick, shawty put your ass on it
Big bitch, yeah
Cash, money, shit, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
20 racks in my wallet
Big bitch, yeah
Cash, money, shit, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Inside of my pocket, yah, yah, yah
Yeah
Thick bitch, haha
You know what's goin' on, Li Kylan, be wildin'
Bitch-ass ****
Thick bitch
Oh my God
Written by: Kylan Green
