Sanfaneto X - Steve Madden Lyrics

My bank account never low
My money show, that a young nigga been having
Hit that lil bitch like a note
Off to the next, you know my shit automatic
Get me a baddie
She said she f*ck with Steve Madden
I could've never imagined
I'm in a scatty
Chillin with two hundred bitches
I might just end up f*cking crashing yeah
Listen, there's not so much I wanna f*ckin talk about
Ehhe
And I don't send no message
But I make sure that the bitch hit
Just pull up innat
Then I hop out with my niggas
Told that lil bitch Imma drive like its Formula One
I'm skirting off in a two seater
Dancin on my money, Jackson
You cannot beat it how I f*ckin beat it
I got like three hundred accents
That's why I got the designer from Sweden
Youngest from the slums yeah
They watching how I lead it
We carry big guns Yeah
You got nun, then beat it
Beat it (beat it, beat it)
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it