歌詞

(The world is yours) Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit Bitch call me, said she want to visit Come through, bitch, fuck you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit Bitch call me, said she want to visit Come through, bitch, fuck you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch We don't make music, we talk shit Bad bitch from thе party finna pop shit Emo bitch 'cause I been with the rock shit Tell mе what the fuck is this nonsense, damn Got ten on the 'Gram, huh But he don't got ten in his hand Talk down, but you been a fan Bitch, I been somewhere you don't wanna ever stand I got plugs in state, I might fly to Atlanta Three hoes at the crib, bitch, I feel like Santa Bruce Lee, kick flippin', I'm goin' bananas Kick a bitch out quit, I don't got no manners She's so damn bad, but she not for me Chained down, neck tat, red eyes, I'm green Girl's toxic as fuck, wonder what she sees Girl, real bitch, she for real, just like me And she just like me, go bestie, go I can't deal with no friendly hoe So bad, might take her to Mexico If you're ready to leave, then just let me know This fit right here, it cost me a rent day Busy getting money, I don't care what the rest say Talk to me short, I'ma leave yo' ass stretch day Leave her walkin' out like she just hit leg day Zoey 101, are you ready? Pistol by my side, it get heavy Whip the new Porsche like an old-school Chevy They steal all my flows and they actin' so friendly I swear y'all a joke, but that shit isn't funny You copy my looks, but you're still lookin' bummy The flow like the drip of the nose 'cause it's runny My bitch know my songs, so she bounce like a bunny Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit Bitch call me, said she want to visit Come through, bitch, fuck you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon Like, shit, fuck, damn, hold up, wait just a minute Too much money, pockets can't fit it Four, five shots, this MAC got no limit Bitch call me, said she wants to visit Come through, bitch, fuck you Ten racks my kicks, like Kung-Fu Want beef, then I hit 'em with the one, two One, two shots to your dome, now you're done soon, done soon, bitch Come through, bitch, fuck you C-come through, bitch, fuck you C-come through, bitch, fuck you C-come through, bitch, fuck you, fuck you Come through, bitch, fuck you C-come through, bitch, fuck you C-come through, bitch, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, f-f-f
Writer(s): Dustin Cavazos, Nathan Fuller, Hibiki Takahashi, Francisco Chavez, Allan Alfredo Jiminez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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