I'm bored and high so I pulled up a beat
Jonah won't answer my texts, he prolly beating his meat
And I really need to sleep Man I really need to eat
Shit
I can't say more shit
Just wait for the beat to drop
ADD!
Check the fax lil bitch
Because the hoes go where I go
Got your best friends making out in the ghost
I got bad bitches that be calling me the G.O.A.T.
Tryna tell me no, but I guess it ain't so
Spent a hundred racks on some Amiri and a coat
I got big drip
Watch them bitches come to me
100 on the wrist
Issa patek talk to me
I want the smoke
Bet. I'll bring the pole
Wait I wanna tote
Bitch give me the dope
Bitch give me the dope
I just pulled up in a drop top foreign with your hoe
Yes I got a lot of money so I put my neck on froze
Yea them clowns they think they funny
Shoutout brotha JONNZ
Cause I think we boutta f*ck up the game for a minute
Yea I know that I be sinning
But, uh, bitch i'm f*cking winning
Pulling up with Resah in a drop top goin 80
I think he needs some milk, but bitch she not calling him baby
Damn, man, that's tuff
Cause your bitch just called to f*ck
First day back single and these bitches going nuts
While the money going up
Watch this shit, gonna bump
I ain't fresh outta luck
It's just your man that sucks, bitch
I give her pipe in the zone
I got this drip on my own
I smell like Gucci cologne
Bitch I got places to go
So I gotta get off the phone
I was on earth but I just flew to mars
5 hits and i'm faded, got me seeing stars
They like "Aidan what was that song u put on your spam"
King shit stupid bitch, you a f**king fan
All these bitches on me
Like f*ck, I want that one, leave
Shawty f*cking w me
I hit it
But she be clingy
Like good grief
God damn
Bitch sheesh
I be making hits i'm high as f*ck but I be lit
Tell me not
I know that yo head be bop
Cruising with the gang, all hang with the mob
If my shooter said he hit um
Then Imma give him whats given
I took a dab to be finished
Gtfo my business ya
You ain't my bro
You so lame
Your bitch a hoe
Man I think that you should go
Before I pull up w the pole
Watch your mouth
You ain't get clout
You ain't all about
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I'm bored and high so I pulled up a beat
Jonah won't answer my texts, he prolly beating his meat
And I really need to sleep Man I really need to eat
Shit
I can't say more shit
Just wait for the beat to drop
ADD!
Check the fax lil bitch
Because the hoes go where I go
Got your best friends making out in the ghost
I got bad bitches that be calling me the G.O.A.T.
Tryna tell me no, but I guess it ain't so
Spent a hundred racks on some Amiri and a coat
I got big drip
Watch them bitches come to me
100 on the wrist
Issa patek talk to me
I want the smoke
Bet. I'll bring the pole
Wait I wanna tote
Bitch give me the dope
Bitch give me the dope
I just pulled up in a drop top foreign with your hoe
Yes I got a lot of money so I put my neck on froze
Yea them clowns they think they funny
Shoutout brotha JONNZ
Cause I think we boutta f*ck up the game for a minute
Yea I know that I be sinning
But, uh, bitch i'm f*cking winning
Pulling up with Resah in a drop top goin 80
I think he needs some milk, but bitch she not calling him baby
Damn, man, that's tuff
Cause your bitch just called to f*ck
First day back single and these bitches going nuts
While the money going up
Watch this shit, gonna bump
I ain't fresh outta luck
It's just your man that sucks, bitch
I give her pipe in the zone
I got this drip on my own
I smell like Gucci cologne
Bitch I got places to go
So I gotta get off the phone
I was on earth but I just flew to mars
5 hits and i'm faded, got me seeing stars
They like "Aidan what was that song u put on your spam"
King shit stupid bitch, you a f**king fan
All these bitches on me
Like f*ck, I want that one, leave
Shawty f*cking w me
I hit it
But she be clingy
Like good grief
God damn
Bitch sheesh
I be making hits i'm high as f*ck but I be lit
Tell me not
I know that yo head be bop
Cruising with the gang, all hang with the mob
If my shooter said he hit um
Then Imma give him whats given
I took a dab to be finished
Gtfo my business ya
You ain't my bro
You so lame
Your bitch a hoe
Man I think that you should go
Before I pull up w the pole
Watch your mouth
You ain't get clout
You ain't all about
Jonah won't answer my texts, he prolly beating his meat
And I really need to sleep Man I really need to eat
Shit
I can't say more shit
Just wait for the beat to drop
ADD!
Check the fax lil bitch
Because the hoes go where I go
Got your best friends making out in the ghost
I got bad bitches that be calling me the G.O.A.T.
Tryna tell me no, but I guess it ain't so
Spent a hundred racks on some Amiri and a coat
I got big drip
Watch them bitches come to me
100 on the wrist
Issa patek talk to me
I want the smoke
Bet. I'll bring the pole
Wait I wanna tote
Bitch give me the dope
Bitch give me the dope
I just pulled up in a drop top foreign with your hoe
Yes I got a lot of money so I put my neck on froze
Yea them clowns they think they funny
Shoutout brotha JONNZ
Cause I think we boutta f*ck up the game for a minute
Yea I know that I be sinning
But, uh, bitch i'm f*cking winning
Pulling up with Resah in a drop top goin 80
I think he needs some milk, but bitch she not calling him baby
Damn, man, that's tuff
Cause your bitch just called to f*ck
First day back single and these bitches going nuts
While the money going up
Watch this shit, gonna bump
I ain't fresh outta luck
It's just your man that sucks, bitch
I give her pipe in the zone
I got this drip on my own
I smell like Gucci cologne
Bitch I got places to go
So I gotta get off the phone
I was on earth but I just flew to mars
5 hits and i'm faded, got me seeing stars
They like "Aidan what was that song u put on your spam"
King shit stupid bitch, you a f**king fan
All these bitches on me
Like f*ck, I want that one, leave
Shawty f*cking w me
I hit it
But she be clingy
Like good grief
God damn
Bitch sheesh
I be making hits i'm high as f*ck but I be lit
Tell me not
I know that yo head be bop
Cruising with the gang, all hang with the mob
If my shooter said he hit um
Then Imma give him whats given
I took a dab to be finished
Gtfo my business ya
You ain't my bro
You so lame
Your bitch a hoe
Man I think that you should go
Before I pull up w the pole
Watch your mouth
You ain't get clout
You ain't all about
Writer: Aidan Lee
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid