Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
In the coupe I floored it, I got to bring it back
I know you can't afford it, why would you live in that
When I make the Forbes list, they gone remember that
My daughter gone adore this, new life I'm building, yeah
I can't really click with hoes, they make it hard to talk
I be getting mad, yeah, but I just walk it off
Sometimes I be flashing, on all my story posts
You knew not to cuff her, she did a glory hole
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
Baby where your friends go
I was just trying to be cool and go where the wind go
I'm with a thot hoe at the pool at the Lorenzo
Blocked on Turo and Enterprise, bad luck with rentals
Just trying to get between your thighs, baby it's simple
I don't want do nothing involving sentimentals
She like to hear my voice on these instrumentals
I'm riding in the Royce, clouds out the window
He repping off he got a child, but what would you do for him?
You don't even like to come around, what you had a kid for?
Fu-lenciagas, but I get you tried your best though
She said I couldn't even walk a mile in her stilettos
Baby I'm glad you f*cking know, go ahead and let it go
I'm in the mountains, it's so cold, gone ahead and let it snow
That nigga finna sell his soul for some Reginald
These niggas lame, they don't really know how to be original
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
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Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
In the coupe I floored it, I got to bring it back
I know you can't afford it, why would you live in that
When I make the Forbes list, they gone remember that
My daughter gone adore this, new life I'm building, yeah
I can't really click with hoes, they make it hard to talk
I be getting mad, yeah, but I just walk it off
Sometimes I be flashing, on all my story posts
You knew not to cuff her, she did a glory hole
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
Baby where your friends go
I was just trying to be cool and go where the wind go
I'm with a thot hoe at the pool at the Lorenzo
Blocked on Turo and Enterprise, bad luck with rentals
Just trying to get between your thighs, baby it's simple
I don't want do nothing involving sentimentals
She like to hear my voice on these instrumentals
I'm riding in the Royce, clouds out the window
He repping off he got a child, but what would you do for him?
You don't even like to come around, what you had a kid for?
Fu-lenciagas, but I get you tried your best though
She said I couldn't even walk a mile in her stilettos
Baby I'm glad you f*cking know, go ahead and let it go
I'm in the mountains, it's so cold, gone ahead and let it snow
That nigga finna sell his soul for some Reginald
These niggas lame, they don't really know how to be original
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
In the coupe I floored it, I got to bring it back
I know you can't afford it, why would you live in that
When I make the Forbes list, they gone remember that
My daughter gone adore this, new life I'm building, yeah
I can't really click with hoes, they make it hard to talk
I be getting mad, yeah, but I just walk it off
Sometimes I be flashing, on all my story posts
You knew not to cuff her, she did a glory hole
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
Baby where your friends go
I was just trying to be cool and go where the wind go
I'm with a thot hoe at the pool at the Lorenzo
Blocked on Turo and Enterprise, bad luck with rentals
Just trying to get between your thighs, baby it's simple
I don't want do nothing involving sentimentals
She like to hear my voice on these instrumentals
I'm riding in the Royce, clouds out the window
He repping off he got a child, but what would you do for him?
You don't even like to come around, what you had a kid for?
Fu-lenciagas, but I get you tried your best though
She said I couldn't even walk a mile in her stilettos
Baby I'm glad you f*cking know, go ahead and let it go
I'm in the mountains, it's so cold, gone ahead and let it snow
That nigga finna sell his soul for some Reginald
These niggas lame, they don't really know how to be original
Ain't nothing important, bae don't forget that
I could get you more shit, where did you get that
You ain't been on whore shit, I want some get back
She beg to record it, but I can't send her that
Understand the more I spend, the more I'ma get racks
I was in a fortress, flex on your bitch ass
All my jokes be morbid, she don't really get that
Bitch I ain't no tourist, I really been to hell
Writer: Olexander Yurchenko
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid