Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa huh oh
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bangAR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
You tell me you love me, I don't feel the same
I'm in that fast shit, bitch, I been switchin' up lanes
I'm bout cash bitch, don't talk to me ain't bout the green
I put my bitches in some Maison Margiela, I promise they fit on her better
Bitch, I just walked in the building with Louis V on and I swear that I keep a Beretta
I feel like Nelson Mandela, another day with another Vendetta
She play ball then I'm gon intercept her, black and white bitch, call em Salty and Pepper
Try to maneuver on me, you in trouble
Just wanna f*ck girl, I don't wanna cuddle
I want dineros
I want the pesos
I want some bad hoes
I want some rich hoes
I don't want no bougie bitch, I want a bitch for the bros
I don't want no cool bitch, want one that nobody knows
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bang
AR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
Walk in, smell the aroma
I got some shit that I'm smokin, you can't even get in tacoma
I got a Glock with a switch and I promise put him in the coma
Sorry I lied to you, Martin, I didn't want to go back to life as a loner
These niggas scared of me, don't wanna break bread with me
She try to tell me how her day was, but I need therapy
I ain't seen him in a week, I think that nigga scared of me
Bitch it's almost Thanksgiving, so I had to feed the streets.
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Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa huh oh
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bangAR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
You tell me you love me, I don't feel the same
I'm in that fast shit, bitch, I been switchin' up lanes
I'm bout cash bitch, don't talk to me ain't bout the green
I put my bitches in some Maison Margiela, I promise they fit on her better
Bitch, I just walked in the building with Louis V on and I swear that I keep a Beretta
I feel like Nelson Mandela, another day with another Vendetta
She play ball then I'm gon intercept her, black and white bitch, call em Salty and Pepper
Try to maneuver on me, you in trouble
Just wanna f*ck girl, I don't wanna cuddle
I want dineros
I want the pesos
I want some bad hoes
I want some rich hoes
I don't want no bougie bitch, I want a bitch for the bros
I don't want no cool bitch, want one that nobody knows
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bang
AR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
Walk in, smell the aroma
I got some shit that I'm smokin, you can't even get in tacoma
I got a Glock with a switch and I promise put him in the coma
Sorry I lied to you, Martin, I didn't want to go back to life as a loner
These niggas scared of me, don't wanna break bread with me
She try to tell me how her day was, but I need therapy
I ain't seen him in a week, I think that nigga scared of me
Bitch it's almost Thanksgiving, so I had to feed the streets.
Whoa whoa huh oh
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bangAR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
You tell me you love me, I don't feel the same
I'm in that fast shit, bitch, I been switchin' up lanes
I'm bout cash bitch, don't talk to me ain't bout the green
I put my bitches in some Maison Margiela, I promise they fit on her better
Bitch, I just walked in the building with Louis V on and I swear that I keep a Beretta
I feel like Nelson Mandela, another day with another Vendetta
She play ball then I'm gon intercept her, black and white bitch, call em Salty and Pepper
Try to maneuver on me, you in trouble
Just wanna f*ck girl, I don't wanna cuddle
I want dineros
I want the pesos
I want some bad hoes
I want some rich hoes
I don't want no bougie bitch, I want a bitch for the bros
I don't want no cool bitch, want one that nobody knows
Just walked in the building with Givenchy shoes
Bitch, I'm in love with the winning so how in the f*ck can I lose
Brodie just hopped out the drop with the Glock and I know that he ready to bang
AR came with some aim, AR came with some aim
Walk in, smell the aroma
I got some shit that I'm smokin, you can't even get in tacoma
I got a Glock with a switch and I promise put him in the coma
Sorry I lied to you, Martin, I didn't want to go back to life as a loner
These niggas scared of me, don't wanna break bread with me
She try to tell me how her day was, but I need therapy
I ain't seen him in a week, I think that nigga scared of me
Bitch it's almost Thanksgiving, so I had to feed the streets.
Writer: Codie Hornsby
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