kobomb - cdg wallet Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, aye
Went to the mall like three days in a row
No I cannot get caught up wit' a hoe
Need some racks, time to go hit up a show
And of course, you that I'll have my pole
Said the she feelin me, tryna get strokes
Pipin' her out in a crib wit' her folks
Can't f*ck wit' hoes, they be doin the most
Bro left that witch, now we havin' a toast
Ran up a stack today, tryna get more
Gotta keep goin', I cannot be poor
I can't be texting these hoes, it's a chore
And if she leave me, I know that there's more
COMME de GARÇONS wallet don't fit my bills
Blocked a bitch, got the hoe up in her feels
Enigma Express got express on my jeans
And in my jeans, lil bitch I keep a beam
Left her read, now she sayin I'm mean
Ran up the bands off the crypto, a meme
Threw her some drip so we could shoot a scene
Told that lil hoe to quit shoppin' off SHEIN
Then kicked her out cause I'm focused on green
Crib I got now used to just be a dream
They think I'm evil, it ain't what it seem
Just tryna feed everyone on my team

I took my sis to the range, no I don't play that shit, best believe she'll take a frat boy life
If I find out that you married, I'll spare what you got, hit my phone and I'm blockin' your wife
Niggas find out that they girl get up me, get jealous as hell and it fill 'em with strife
Know what I just said bout blockin' that bitch, but he keep talkin down then unblock her I might
Take down a bitch but only for one night
Smokin' gelato, I'm high as a kite
Told y'all I keep this shit simple, turn on the beat, not no pen, in the notes app I write
I know I'm wrong but I try to act right
Contemplating should I give this bitch pipe?
This lil bitch sayin she wild, feel like a dog to a bone, I think I'm finna bite (Dog to a bone I think I'm finna bite)
My team, we get to the cheese (My team, we get to the cheese, yeah)
Had your lil boo on her knees (Had your lil boo on her knees, yeah)
Smokin' all day like a fiend (Smokin' all day like a fiend, yeah)
Promise, this ain't what it seem (Yeah)

I might go find me a thot today
I might go buy a new Glock today
I might go get me some top
Heard she was throwin' the neck, Imma text your bae
Run me my check and stay out the way
Skinny ass jeans, you would think I'm gay
Brush and durag payin' off, layin' up wit your girl, run her hands, through my waves
Hachimon beat, and you know that I paid
Locked in wit' twin, we gon' start a new wave
Studio session all day, set up the splits, post the song and let's run up this pape
Bitch, I'm a dog I ain't havin' no main
But I won't mind if you throwin' some brain
I can't get stuck with these bitches, been down that road, now adaptin' and dodgin' the pain