(F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes)
(Purbs did you make this?)
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
Run up on my family, I'mma up the deuce deuce
Kuddy got the stick and a couple loose screws
(F*ck, f*ck, I gotta chill)
(Her name is Molly and she take the white pill, Plan A)
Plan B, I'm just tryna keep it real
Signed to myself I ain't looking for no deal
Bitch I'm self made and I'd never sell my soul
Got a white bitch and she kick it with the bros
Got a fine shyt she be working on that pole
And these bitches want me cause my pockets swole
My shooter cold with the three
Two four up in this bitch feeling like Kobe
Bitch tryna kiss I just tell her blow me
Said you get bitches and you made the hoes leave
Have fun with that ho the guys tapped that
Baby girl where you going? Where your mans at
Act boujee but you broke I can't stand that
Folk tryna run the money route but I jam that
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
They be talmmat me, but whos you?
I got many options, dont care if I lose you
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
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(F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes)
(Purbs did you make this?)
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
Run up on my family, I'mma up the deuce deuce
Kuddy got the stick and a couple loose screws
(F*ck, f*ck, I gotta chill)
(Her name is Molly and she take the white pill, Plan A)
Plan B, I'm just tryna keep it real
Signed to myself I ain't looking for no deal
Bitch I'm self made and I'd never sell my soul
Got a white bitch and she kick it with the bros
Got a fine shyt she be working on that pole
And these bitches want me cause my pockets swole
My shooter cold with the three
Two four up in this bitch feeling like Kobe
Bitch tryna kiss I just tell her blow me
Said you get bitches and you made the hoes leave
Have fun with that ho the guys tapped that
Baby girl where you going? Where your mans at
Act boujee but you broke I can't stand that
Folk tryna run the money route but I jam that
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
They be talmmat me, but whos you?
I got many options, dont care if I lose you
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes)
(Purbs did you make this?)
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
Run up on my family, I'mma up the deuce deuce
Kuddy got the stick and a couple loose screws
(F*ck, f*ck, I gotta chill)
(Her name is Molly and she take the white pill, Plan A)
Plan B, I'm just tryna keep it real
Signed to myself I ain't looking for no deal
Bitch I'm self made and I'd never sell my soul
Got a white bitch and she kick it with the bros
Got a fine shyt she be working on that pole
And these bitches want me cause my pockets swole
My shooter cold with the three
Two four up in this bitch feeling like Kobe
Bitch tryna kiss I just tell her blow me
Said you get bitches and you made the hoes leave
Have fun with that ho the guys tapped that
Baby girl where you going? Where your mans at
Act boujee but you broke I can't stand that
Folk tryna run the money route but I jam that
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
I'm a lil jit, but I'm doing big shit
Tryna get it right, finna get a big crib
That girl my type and she got them big tits
Head game strong cause she got them big lips
Put on your pants, I'm just tryna tip bitch
Got it for myself, Ion need no wishlist
22 karats, look at the wrist bish
No time for this I ain't tryna fix shit
You need handouts, you a make a wish kid
My circle small, miss me with that fake shit
They be talmmat me, but whos you?
I got many options, dont care if I lose you
F*ck, f*ck, I gotta choose
One way that's up, bitch you know I never lose
Got a white tee on, I pair it with my Trues
He tryna say sorry, tell that pussy kiss my shoes
Writer: Peso Purbs
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid