Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiri Shoes
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off, Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Ooh, high class, hope, these pussy niggas, hate
Got a stick if he get wack with it yeah, I'm Feeling safe, ooh
Bad bitch from L.A
That dick, she runnin' back for that bitch
She think I'm bae ohh
AP, yeah, let that f*cker dance, okay
White teeth, yeah, let that f*cker (blat)
When you gon' get it together
Diamond teeth, it's gon hit in December
Yeah, that shit is Snow White cold
That boy he a leech let him lack in the winter
That boy he a bitch, yeah, I ride with the Killers, uhh
Yeah, my nigga savage, bet you when we pull Up hockey sticks, that shit leave you damaged
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiri Shoes I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of His head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Yeah, that bitch did again, I give up
Don't need her in my life, still pour up
Still poppin' them bottles, nigga
I can't even get up
Work all day, I fell in love
You bitch made
That boy don't need no drac
Can't wait to sip champagne when that big Nigga Drake
These hoes off hella bottles
What the f*ck, they drink
Never care about what you made, just want My piece of cake
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiris Shoes
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin'
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Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiri Shoes
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off, Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Ooh, high class, hope, these pussy niggas, hate
Got a stick if he get wack with it yeah, I'm Feeling safe, ooh
Bad bitch from L.A
That dick, she runnin' back for that bitch
She think I'm bae ohh
AP, yeah, let that f*cker dance, okay
White teeth, yeah, let that f*cker (blat)
When you gon' get it together
Diamond teeth, it's gon hit in December
Yeah, that shit is Snow White cold
That boy he a leech let him lack in the winter
That boy he a bitch, yeah, I ride with the Killers, uhh
Yeah, my nigga savage, bet you when we pull Up hockey sticks, that shit leave you damaged
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiri Shoes I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of His head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Yeah, that bitch did again, I give up
Don't need her in my life, still pour up
Still poppin' them bottles, nigga
I can't even get up
Work all day, I fell in love
You bitch made
That boy don't need no drac
Can't wait to sip champagne when that big Nigga Drake
These hoes off hella bottles
What the f*ck, they drink
Never care about what you made, just want My piece of cake
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiris Shoes
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin'
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off, Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Ooh, high class, hope, these pussy niggas, hate
Got a stick if he get wack with it yeah, I'm Feeling safe, ooh
Bad bitch from L.A
That dick, she runnin' back for that bitch
She think I'm bae ohh
AP, yeah, let that f*cker dance, okay
White teeth, yeah, let that f*cker (blat)
When you gon' get it together
Diamond teeth, it's gon hit in December
Yeah, that shit is Snow White cold
That boy he a leech let him lack in the winter
That boy he a bitch, yeah, I ride with the Killers, uhh
Yeah, my nigga savage, bet you when we pull Up hockey sticks, that shit leave you damaged
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiri Shoes I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of His head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin
Might Take his head off, cops comin' man up
I don't give a f*ck about nothin
I rip the tags off
Trackhawk jeep, and I might even drop a bag Off Cullinan keys, lock the door
Bitch, gimme head now
Yeah, that bitch did again, I give up
Don't need her in my life, still pour up
Still poppin' them bottles, nigga
I can't even get up
Work all day, I fell in love
You bitch made
That boy don't need no drac
Can't wait to sip champagne when that big Nigga Drake
These hoes off hella bottles
What the f*ck, they drink
Never care about what you made, just want My piece of cake
Ooh, bands up in my pocket, dance Amiris Shoes
I keep watchin, I put that bag on top of his Head and then he lose, they keep poppin
Drippin' fashion while I f*ck all on his boo
They keep watchin, yeah, that shit is just some
Just a prove, they keep poppin'
Writer: Darrell Baker
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