Draped down in Givenchy Draped down in Givenchy
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
All the police out here to get me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
Why the f*ck are y'all so friendly
And my new foreign whip is a ten speed
Limousine ten like it had ten seats
Booted up off the drugs that's in me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
I gotta Louie bag and some Fendi
I gotta stack up every penny
Cause I'm tryna get rich as Diddy
Yeah you might see me in yo city
So if you wanna see me come get it
Cause you already know I'm with it
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Caked up, bag full of cash
Racing when I'm in the jag
Ain't afraid to do the whole dash
Ain't afraid to shoot this whole mag
Came equipped with a ski mask
Point at you i'll let this hoe blast
All I smoke is gas gas gas
On the track I'm Michael Jackson, bad
All that capping boy it's so sad
It ain't funny ain't nobody laugh
I was broke but I ain't going back
I was broke but I ain't going back
44 came with a beam
Bitch I ain't talking laser tag
Poing 4s sipping that lean
When it's green yeah I be getting mad
Ill buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I head that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Ay she loved that shit
You a busta bitch
A busta bitch
Imma buss it bitch
Yeah imma buss that bitch
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Draped down in Givenchy Draped down in Givenchy
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
All the police out here to get me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
Why the f*ck are y'all so friendly
And my new foreign whip is a ten speed
Limousine ten like it had ten seats
Booted up off the drugs that's in me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
I gotta Louie bag and some Fendi
I gotta stack up every penny
Cause I'm tryna get rich as Diddy
Yeah you might see me in yo city
So if you wanna see me come get it
Cause you already know I'm with it
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Caked up, bag full of cash
Racing when I'm in the jag
Ain't afraid to do the whole dash
Ain't afraid to shoot this whole mag
Came equipped with a ski mask
Point at you i'll let this hoe blast
All I smoke is gas gas gas
On the track I'm Michael Jackson, bad
All that capping boy it's so sad
It ain't funny ain't nobody laugh
I was broke but I ain't going back
I was broke but I ain't going back
44 came with a beam
Bitch I ain't talking laser tag
Poing 4s sipping that lean
When it's green yeah I be getting mad
Ill buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I head that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Ay she loved that shit
You a busta bitch
A busta bitch
Imma buss it bitch
Yeah imma buss that bitch
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
Yeah you might see me in your city
Witta bad bitch snorting on Whitney
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
I be draped down in Givenchy
All the police out here to get me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
Why the f*ck are y'all so friendly
And my new foreign whip is a ten speed
Limousine ten like it had ten seats
Booted up off the drugs that's in me
Imma hit a lick if you tempt me
So bitch don't you tempt me
I gotta Louie bag and some Fendi
I gotta stack up every penny
Cause I'm tryna get rich as Diddy
Yeah you might see me in yo city
So if you wanna see me come get it
Cause you already know I'm with it
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Caked up, bag full of cash
Racing when I'm in the jag
Ain't afraid to do the whole dash
Ain't afraid to shoot this whole mag
Came equipped with a ski mask
Point at you i'll let this hoe blast
All I smoke is gas gas gas
On the track I'm Michael Jackson, bad
All that capping boy it's so sad
It ain't funny ain't nobody laugh
I was broke but I ain't going back
I was broke but I ain't going back
44 came with a beam
Bitch I ain't talking laser tag
Poing 4s sipping that lean
When it's green yeah I be getting mad
Ill buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit
I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I heard that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Imma buss this shit
Buss this shit
Boy don't make me buss this shit I'll leave you suffering
Yeah I head that you a busta bitch
A busta bitch
When I f*cked yo bitch she loved that shit
She loved that shit
Ay she loved that shit
You a busta bitch
A busta bitch
Imma buss it bitch
Yeah imma buss that bitch
Writer: Jared Smith
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