Yeah can I get like uh iced caramel macchiato
Uh Venti
Yeah do you know how many calories that is
Cause like my families going to f*cking Cancun
Uh can you make it healthier than that?
Ima need a refund
Give me a f*cking refund
I'm gonna tell my f*cking dad
Give me a f*cking refund
Cruising through Malibu
Ima let the roof off
Who's got the caribou
Now I'm gettin too sauced
DEVAN97 Spotify won't recommend
F*ck 'em them let them win
I don't need a helping hand
Not a lot people know you gotta
Have a lotta dough if you f*cking suck
But me I lock and load then rock and roll
She whip my dick out starts to lick
My john and blow my wick out
Then I banana peel out
Charlie D'Amelio
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
With some ad libs
I'm so immaculate
My crafts elaborate babay relax and back it in
If you ain't crackin' it I might go
Mexican and pack it in
Then tag my friends in and go back to back and
On a bunch of female faculty
Hey Raggy let's get ratchet and rapidly
Hacky sack with
Mad libs riding e bikes introduce em to
Backwoods
Ladies I know you think I'm crazy fo sho
Ok I'm done with the jokes
Can I get on your boat?
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
DEVAN97 - Preppy Bitches Lyrics
DEVAN97 - Preppy Bitches Lyrics
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Yeah can I get like uh iced caramel macchiato
Uh Venti
Yeah do you know how many calories that is
Cause like my families going to f*cking Cancun
Uh can you make it healthier than that?
Ima need a refund
Give me a f*cking refund
I'm gonna tell my f*cking dad
Give me a f*cking refund
Cruising through Malibu
Ima let the roof off
Who's got the caribou
Now I'm gettin too sauced
DEVAN97 Spotify won't recommend
F*ck 'em them let them win
I don't need a helping hand
Not a lot people know you gotta
Have a lotta dough if you f*cking suck
But me I lock and load then rock and roll
She whip my dick out starts to lick
My john and blow my wick out
Then I banana peel out
Charlie D'Amelio
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
With some ad libs
I'm so immaculate
My crafts elaborate babay relax and back it in
If you ain't crackin' it I might go
Mexican and pack it in
Then tag my friends in and go back to back and
On a bunch of female faculty
Hey Raggy let's get ratchet and rapidly
Hacky sack with
Mad libs riding e bikes introduce em to
Backwoods
Ladies I know you think I'm crazy fo sho
Ok I'm done with the jokes
Can I get on your boat?
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
Uh Venti
Yeah do you know how many calories that is
Cause like my families going to f*cking Cancun
Uh can you make it healthier than that?
Ima need a refund
Give me a f*cking refund
I'm gonna tell my f*cking dad
Give me a f*cking refund
Cruising through Malibu
Ima let the roof off
Who's got the caribou
Now I'm gettin too sauced
DEVAN97 Spotify won't recommend
F*ck 'em them let them win
I don't need a helping hand
Not a lot people know you gotta
Have a lotta dough if you f*cking suck
But me I lock and load then rock and roll
She whip my dick out starts to lick
My john and blow my wick out
Then I banana peel out
Charlie D'Amelio
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
With some ad libs
I'm so immaculate
My crafts elaborate babay relax and back it in
If you ain't crackin' it I might go
Mexican and pack it in
Then tag my friends in and go back to back and
On a bunch of female faculty
Hey Raggy let's get ratchet and rapidly
Hacky sack with
Mad libs riding e bikes introduce em to
Backwoods
Ladies I know you think I'm crazy fo sho
Ok I'm done with the jokes
Can I get on your boat?
I think I've had enough with these preppy bitches
I can tell you want me without showing interest
Put the phone down quit taking pictures
For your Pinterest not to mention
I think your kid might need attention now
I'm on my feet but the floor gone
Every man on my feed a moron
Said he's a G but his whores gone
For long took to her to my ranch and got my pork on
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
She's so damn sexy
But she's so preppy
I wanna hit that
I think she'd let me
Inhaling for a minute then I pass that
Met her online then I tapped that
I ain't gonna lie she had mad rack
She don't OF she do snatchchat
When I began I got laughed at
Now I'm making music for the masses
Remembering all my homies and their ashes
Life crashes quit thinking 'bout the money
Write a better f*ckin' track list
Writer: Devan Worrell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid