She just hit my phone like, tanr where you at?
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
Yeah, my pants like prosciutto, way they came from overseas
Booking redeye flights to London, hella pounds up in my jeans
All my clothes you can't even understand, my shirt in Japanese
I got his bitch, your bitch, all up on they knees
They said I'm so sick, no shit, Number (N)ine my tee
Bitch I got motion
Had to keep it quiet, now I got them all like oh shit
Your bitch took her panties off, she wet just like the ocean
I've been off that shit too long, one hit I started choking
Off the red I'm floating
On stage Imma go in
Taking in the moment
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
She just hit my phone like, tanr where you at?
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
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She just hit my phone like, tanr where you at?
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
Yeah, my pants like prosciutto, way they came from overseas
Booking redeye flights to London, hella pounds up in my jeans
All my clothes you can't even understand, my shirt in Japanese
I got his bitch, your bitch, all up on they knees
They said I'm so sick, no shit, Number (N)ine my tee
Bitch I got motion
Had to keep it quiet, now I got them all like oh shit
Your bitch took her panties off, she wet just like the ocean
I've been off that shit too long, one hit I started choking
Off the red I'm floating
On stage Imma go in
Taking in the moment
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
She just hit my phone like, tanr where you at?
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
Yeah, my pants like prosciutto, way they came from overseas
Booking redeye flights to London, hella pounds up in my jeans
All my clothes you can't even understand, my shirt in Japanese
I got his bitch, your bitch, all up on they knees
They said I'm so sick, no shit, Number (N)ine my tee
Bitch I got motion
Had to keep it quiet, now I got them all like oh shit
Your bitch took her panties off, she wet just like the ocean
I've been off that shit too long, one hit I started choking
Off the red I'm floating
On stage Imma go in
Taking in the moment
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
Like whoa, whoa, whoa
She just hit my phone like, tanr where you at?
Uh, told her on the way, I put Goyard on my bag
Told her quit with all that crazy shit, lil bitch get off my back
Uh, JPG the denim, you could never, jack my swag
Uh, baby why you acting so cryptic?
Imma slide right on your block, lil bitch I'm on a mission
Girl you know that I'm about you, ain' no question
But don't tug on my pants, little bitch, this Italian fabric
Writer: Tanner Merten
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