Ye
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha MIGHT just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hych hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
I juh wanna pipe that hoe
Tryna make some oreos
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Ba- bands to the ceiling though
Draco not no OVO
Hooters ain't no owl though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
D- d- dunk that bitch through foul though
Pass that bitch through traffic though
CP3 that bad lil hoe
I'm tryna get that super throat
Cooking up that super dope
Niggas tryna press me push it back
Keep it P I'm pushing that
Double D clip to the mac
Long ass clip extended mag
I juh wanna f*ck with the chrome heart tags
Suck me up she make me mad
Slurp me up bitch now I'm glad
Hop out two-door with that tec
Bitch hit me tryna have some sex
No punani just want neck
No punani just want neck
Shoot the whole block up now it's wet
Track runner shoes nigga ready set
Skinny ah hoe bih look like chet
Open the mail I'm seeing a check
Ye
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha might just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hiche hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
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English
Ye
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha MIGHT just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hych hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
I juh wanna pipe that hoe
Tryna make some oreos
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Ba- bands to the ceiling though
Draco not no OVO
Hooters ain't no owl though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
D- d- dunk that bitch through foul though
Pass that bitch through traffic though
CP3 that bad lil hoe
I'm tryna get that super throat
Cooking up that super dope
Niggas tryna press me push it back
Keep it P I'm pushing that
Double D clip to the mac
Long ass clip extended mag
I juh wanna f*ck with the chrome heart tags
Suck me up she make me mad
Slurp me up bitch now I'm glad
Hop out two-door with that tec
Bitch hit me tryna have some sex
No punani just want neck
No punani just want neck
Shoot the whole block up now it's wet
Track runner shoes nigga ready set
Skinny ah hoe bih look like chet
Open the mail I'm seeing a check
Ye
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha might just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hiche hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha MIGHT just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hych hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
I juh wanna pipe that hoe
Tryna make some oreos
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Throw it to the ceiling floor
Ba- bands to the ceiling though
Draco not no OVO
Hooters ain't no owl though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
Dunk that bitch through foul though
D- d- dunk that bitch through foul though
Pass that bitch through traffic though
CP3 that bad lil hoe
I'm tryna get that super throat
Cooking up that super dope
Niggas tryna press me push it back
Keep it P I'm pushing that
Double D clip to the mac
Long ass clip extended mag
I juh wanna f*ck with the chrome heart tags
Suck me up she make me mad
Slurp me up bitch now I'm glad
Hop out two-door with that tec
Bitch hit me tryna have some sex
No punani just want neck
No punani just want neck
Shoot the whole block up now it's wet
Track runner shoes nigga ready set
Skinny ah hoe bih look like chet
Open the mail I'm seeing a check
Ye
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hunnid bands up in the bag I feel like iron man
I don't stress it nigga cause I keep the iron man
And that hoe don't want no money want what's in my pants
I just flex and put on clothes
Then I do my dance
Getting calls from the labels but I don't want that shit
Ha ha might just beat my bitch cause I'm really rich
Beat up on that box like I'm roddy rich
Nigga ain't got no car nigga a hiche hicker
I mean hitch hiker
Rockstar lifestyle dress in all black nigga like a f*cking biker
Asked me why I ain't grease the hoe
Nigga cause I ain't f*cking like her
Only worried bout the numbers and digits bitch this ain't no f*cking likert
I don't got no favorites if it's fat I'm tryna f*cking pipe her
Writer: Arleigho Byer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid