This bitch trippin
Tryna suck some dick and
Takin 8 some pictures
Fill the scriptures
I smoke plenty swishas
Breathe water like fishes
Feel so vicious
That my mind sweat switching
Woe stop watch and listen
Clock is tickin
Grip and show dont click it
Blonde bitch born in britain
Get some bitches stop all that pretending
Flexing in the telly
Benz or Bentley
Go inside the club with blues we dont throw no 20's
Get the henny
We wont wait alot but we'll know when your ready
Heavy hitters hit your mans he spread to pieces like confetti
I know i was born a demon reason you aint gotta tell me
We been ready for this war
Jackson in the seventies
With machetes we hop in the heli
Really bad intentions
I was f*cking a bitch in the back of the whip
Said dont trip my confessions my drip givenchy
I know some dogs into bitches get switches
Ill give you a frenchy
Italy messi
Dont crash the bentley when we use the hollows
You niggas get packed in a 10 piece
You know this shit aint coming easy
My diamonds be freezing the reason
You tryna come tempt me
Yeah
My money just spread into racks
Benjamins watching me like wya
You got my number you gon hit me back
Its a war w my mental im under attack
They asking for me and i said im ready
To get in the track visibility black
They addicted like crack
100 racks in the map
Got the spatula handed get caught in the trap
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
She be coming to the city
Her skin is glowing she really pretty
We not toxic like kelsy diddy
Get the choppa dont get rocked go do the griddy
Its 11:50 ima bite the kitty
Persecutions get put away by committee
If you feeling pain then i wont show you pity
Gotta fly to philly willy get the hitty
Diamonds on my neck like a rockstar
220
I only look up to myself im a popstar
Yeah
Big body benz swerving like a nascar
In and out the den we aint stopping till we get far
She tryna pretend she dont love me but thats alright
Call mine
Patience the key now she back and now we f*cking all night
Soul ties
Richest young nigga be rocking the bed will you walk right
All mine
NBA draft full of bitches theres flavors to combine
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
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This bitch trippin
Tryna suck some dick and
Takin 8 some pictures
Fill the scriptures
I smoke plenty swishas
Breathe water like fishes
Feel so vicious
That my mind sweat switching
Woe stop watch and listen
Clock is tickin
Grip and show dont click it
Blonde bitch born in britain
Get some bitches stop all that pretending
Flexing in the telly
Benz or Bentley
Go inside the club with blues we dont throw no 20's
Get the henny
We wont wait alot but we'll know when your ready
Heavy hitters hit your mans he spread to pieces like confetti
I know i was born a demon reason you aint gotta tell me
We been ready for this war
Jackson in the seventies
With machetes we hop in the heli
Really bad intentions
I was f*cking a bitch in the back of the whip
Said dont trip my confessions my drip givenchy
I know some dogs into bitches get switches
Ill give you a frenchy
Italy messi
Dont crash the bentley when we use the hollows
You niggas get packed in a 10 piece
You know this shit aint coming easy
My diamonds be freezing the reason
You tryna come tempt me
Yeah
My money just spread into racks
Benjamins watching me like wya
You got my number you gon hit me back
Its a war w my mental im under attack
They asking for me and i said im ready
To get in the track visibility black
They addicted like crack
100 racks in the map
Got the spatula handed get caught in the trap
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
She be coming to the city
Her skin is glowing she really pretty
We not toxic like kelsy diddy
Get the choppa dont get rocked go do the griddy
Its 11:50 ima bite the kitty
Persecutions get put away by committee
If you feeling pain then i wont show you pity
Gotta fly to philly willy get the hitty
Diamonds on my neck like a rockstar
220
I only look up to myself im a popstar
Yeah
Big body benz swerving like a nascar
In and out the den we aint stopping till we get far
She tryna pretend she dont love me but thats alright
Call mine
Patience the key now she back and now we f*cking all night
Soul ties
Richest young nigga be rocking the bed will you walk right
All mine
NBA draft full of bitches theres flavors to combine
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
Tryna suck some dick and
Takin 8 some pictures
Fill the scriptures
I smoke plenty swishas
Breathe water like fishes
Feel so vicious
That my mind sweat switching
Woe stop watch and listen
Clock is tickin
Grip and show dont click it
Blonde bitch born in britain
Get some bitches stop all that pretending
Flexing in the telly
Benz or Bentley
Go inside the club with blues we dont throw no 20's
Get the henny
We wont wait alot but we'll know when your ready
Heavy hitters hit your mans he spread to pieces like confetti
I know i was born a demon reason you aint gotta tell me
We been ready for this war
Jackson in the seventies
With machetes we hop in the heli
Really bad intentions
I was f*cking a bitch in the back of the whip
Said dont trip my confessions my drip givenchy
I know some dogs into bitches get switches
Ill give you a frenchy
Italy messi
Dont crash the bentley when we use the hollows
You niggas get packed in a 10 piece
You know this shit aint coming easy
My diamonds be freezing the reason
You tryna come tempt me
Yeah
My money just spread into racks
Benjamins watching me like wya
You got my number you gon hit me back
Its a war w my mental im under attack
They asking for me and i said im ready
To get in the track visibility black
They addicted like crack
100 racks in the map
Got the spatula handed get caught in the trap
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
She be coming to the city
Her skin is glowing she really pretty
We not toxic like kelsy diddy
Get the choppa dont get rocked go do the griddy
Its 11:50 ima bite the kitty
Persecutions get put away by committee
If you feeling pain then i wont show you pity
Gotta fly to philly willy get the hitty
Diamonds on my neck like a rockstar
220
I only look up to myself im a popstar
Yeah
Big body benz swerving like a nascar
In and out the den we aint stopping till we get far
She tryna pretend she dont love me but thats alright
Call mine
Patience the key now she back and now we f*cking all night
Soul ties
Richest young nigga be rocking the bed will you walk right
All mine
NBA draft full of bitches theres flavors to combine
Yeah Yeah
She got my soul tied down
She told me she dont really care but i know that she does
Oh no
Yeah
Writer: Cristian Estevez
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