I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Shawty she know that I'm flee
Real gangsta I keep it P
She wanna be round the members
She wanna be on the team
I told her I'm always on timing
Now she tryna be AOT
I pour me a four in the morning
Then I'm taking my ass back to sleep
When I wake up time to pour up
Huh smoke up all my weed
Don't got no time for the talking and nagging
She piss me off she gotta leave
Semfoe a muhf*ckin' scorpio
Lil bitch we not for the weak
You know that I'm paid
I make in a day
What some niggas they make in a week
Rookie bitch I am no veteran
Better than half the niggas in the league huh
Dunkin' on niggas
I feel like D Wade number 3
I play for the heat
Jey Uso when I'm in that pussy
You know I'ma uh You know I'ma geek
Uh yuh shawty just geek uh
Shawty keep shakin' on me huh yuh
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Cake I just stack up she tryna kiss?
I told her back up she tryna diss? I gotta back up
Rick on my kicks guess im a rapper
I got bout hella demons that I walk with
He talkin' down we leave him in a coffin
Swaggin' so hard yes I do it so often
He tryna diss me but I wanna off em'
F*ckin' that bitch in the back of the caddy
She say yes sir and she callin' me daddy
Eatin' it up and she don't got no manners
I'm bout to call up uh a wedding planner
I wanna buy a ticket to atlanta
I'm buying gifts but bitch I'm never santa
Whippin' the V i don't care bout the damage
Open her mouth up just like I'm the dentist
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
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I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Shawty she know that I'm flee
Real gangsta I keep it P
She wanna be round the members
She wanna be on the team
I told her I'm always on timing
Now she tryna be AOT
I pour me a four in the morning
Then I'm taking my ass back to sleep
When I wake up time to pour up
Huh smoke up all my weed
Don't got no time for the talking and nagging
She piss me off she gotta leave
Semfoe a muhf*ckin' scorpio
Lil bitch we not for the weak
You know that I'm paid
I make in a day
What some niggas they make in a week
Rookie bitch I am no veteran
Better than half the niggas in the league huh
Dunkin' on niggas
I feel like D Wade number 3
I play for the heat
Jey Uso when I'm in that pussy
You know I'ma uh You know I'ma geek
Uh yuh shawty just geek uh
Shawty keep shakin' on me huh yuh
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Cake I just stack up she tryna kiss?
I told her back up she tryna diss? I gotta back up
Rick on my kicks guess im a rapper
I got bout hella demons that I walk with
He talkin' down we leave him in a coffin
Swaggin' so hard yes I do it so often
He tryna diss me but I wanna off em'
F*ckin' that bitch in the back of the caddy
She say yes sir and she callin' me daddy
Eatin' it up and she don't got no manners
I'm bout to call up uh a wedding planner
I wanna buy a ticket to atlanta
I'm buying gifts but bitch I'm never santa
Whippin' the V i don't care bout the damage
Open her mouth up just like I'm the dentist
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Shawty she know that I'm flee
Real gangsta I keep it P
She wanna be round the members
She wanna be on the team
I told her I'm always on timing
Now she tryna be AOT
I pour me a four in the morning
Then I'm taking my ass back to sleep
When I wake up time to pour up
Huh smoke up all my weed
Don't got no time for the talking and nagging
She piss me off she gotta leave
Semfoe a muhf*ckin' scorpio
Lil bitch we not for the weak
You know that I'm paid
I make in a day
What some niggas they make in a week
Rookie bitch I am no veteran
Better than half the niggas in the league huh
Dunkin' on niggas
I feel like D Wade number 3
I play for the heat
Jey Uso when I'm in that pussy
You know I'ma uh You know I'ma geek
Uh yuh shawty just geek uh
Shawty keep shakin' on me huh yuh
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Cake I just stack up she tryna kiss?
I told her back up she tryna diss? I gotta back up
Rick on my kicks guess im a rapper
I got bout hella demons that I walk with
He talkin' down we leave him in a coffin
Swaggin' so hard yes I do it so often
He tryna diss me but I wanna off em'
F*ckin' that bitch in the back of the caddy
She say yes sir and she callin' me daddy
Eatin' it up and she don't got no manners
I'm bout to call up uh a wedding planner
I wanna buy a ticket to atlanta
I'm buying gifts but bitch I'm never santa
Whippin' the V i don't care bout the damage
Open her mouth up just like I'm the dentist
I drip my bitch in Rick Owens
Now she tryna taste
That nigga he don't got no funds
I can see by the look on his face
Got so much money
My pockets is heavy
I go to the bank
And all of my niggas on go
You can see by the way that he aim
Writer: Rohan Phillips, Kenneil Bernard
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