Bitch, huh, wait
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
Yeah, I'm stylin' more den a bitch, I'm flying, high in dis bitch
Got a Glock, inside of da whip huh, he talk down, die in dis bitch
I keep dat cutta, It's singing and shi, bitch shoot too loud it's ringing yo shit
My twin he be geekin' off Percocet's bitch, pass dat Glock right to my bitch
Throw me dat muhf*ckin- throw me dat muhf*ckin rock
Dat bitch she on my dick, cuz she wanna eat on my cock
AP all up on my wrist got dat bih' lickin' up on my rocks
I'm droppin' these hits on muhf*ckin' hits, yes you know I never flop
I just be countin' da cheese, yes I got all the quap
Model bitch all on her muhf*ckin' knees, she give the illest top
Bedda not cross me or my mans, cuz you gon meet dat dot
Bitch, huh, wait
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
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Bitch, huh, wait
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
Yeah, I'm stylin' more den a bitch, I'm flying, high in dis bitch
Got a Glock, inside of da whip huh, he talk down, die in dis bitch
I keep dat cutta, It's singing and shi, bitch shoot too loud it's ringing yo shit
My twin he be geekin' off Percocet's bitch, pass dat Glock right to my bitch
Throw me dat muhf*ckin- throw me dat muhf*ckin rock
Dat bitch she on my dick, cuz she wanna eat on my cock
AP all up on my wrist got dat bih' lickin' up on my rocks
I'm droppin' these hits on muhf*ckin' hits, yes you know I never flop
I just be countin' da cheese, yes I got all the quap
Model bitch all on her muhf*ckin' knees, she give the illest top
Bedda not cross me or my mans, cuz you gon meet dat dot
Bitch, huh, wait
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
Yeah, I'm stylin' more den a bitch, I'm flying, high in dis bitch
Got a Glock, inside of da whip huh, he talk down, die in dis bitch
I keep dat cutta, It's singing and shi, bitch shoot too loud it's ringing yo shit
My twin he be geekin' off Percocet's bitch, pass dat Glock right to my bitch
Throw me dat muhf*ckin- throw me dat muhf*ckin rock
Dat bitch she on my dick, cuz she wanna eat on my cock
AP all up on my wrist got dat bih' lickin' up on my rocks
I'm droppin' these hits on muhf*ckin' hits, yes you know I never flop
I just be countin' da cheese, yes I got all the quap
Model bitch all on her muhf*ckin' knees, she give the illest top
Bedda not cross me or my mans, cuz you gon meet dat dot
Bitch, huh, wait
Who the f*ck you bedda den?
I came in dat bih' wit' my cutta, aiming it right at ya' friends
Yeah, emerald diamonds they bussin'
Can't see that shi through sum' lens
And I get high as f*ck, bitch ion know if I can land
Don't come to this side, bitch you can't step on dis' land
What I spend on my fit? prolly a more den a band
Yeah, talk down on GSK, we put him in da sand
And he don't get bread like dis' bitch boy huh, show me a band
Writer: ben moffett
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