X's and o's pop an X with her best friend
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
I don't really like parties like that
I just get high and get sidetracked
Big dog talking shit I bite back
Toting on my pole I let the 9mm clap
She said that she took drunk need a ride back
Porsche 911 in New York not no hijack
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
Of bitches
Really came from rags to riches
Actually I really didn't
I was 13 when I made half a million
Two years ago I was sad down bad in my bag now I'm up got the f*ck up out my feelings
Still on drugs I feel it
All these bitches fake I'm the realest
Got rich not from dealing
But my business stay illegal
Came a long way from the Pontiac's and Regal's
Still tapped in I got pills I got reefer I got drugs I got dealers
Three bitches in two seaters
She don't want me to leave her
I'm a liar I'm a cheater
By my lonely I don't need her
Toting guns up with Peter
Knock her out the park not talking Derek Jeter
Pouring up a cup f*ck a pint got a liter
Yeah you better run you can't hide I'm a seeker
You can run a hundred meters
'Til we catch you in that sprinter van
Private estate in the hinterlands
Never petty I'm the bigger man
10 steps each turn around bang I'm quicker man
Off the molly Jay-Z them jigga's man
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
X's and o's pop an X with her best friend
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
STRNGEKID - west end Lyrics
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X's and o's pop an X with her best friend
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
I don't really like parties like that
I just get high and get sidetracked
Big dog talking shit I bite back
Toting on my pole I let the 9mm clap
She said that she took drunk need a ride back
Porsche 911 in New York not no hijack
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
Of bitches
Really came from rags to riches
Actually I really didn't
I was 13 when I made half a million
Two years ago I was sad down bad in my bag now I'm up got the f*ck up out my feelings
Still on drugs I feel it
All these bitches fake I'm the realest
Got rich not from dealing
But my business stay illegal
Came a long way from the Pontiac's and Regal's
Still tapped in I got pills I got reefer I got drugs I got dealers
Three bitches in two seaters
She don't want me to leave her
I'm a liar I'm a cheater
By my lonely I don't need her
Toting guns up with Peter
Knock her out the park not talking Derek Jeter
Pouring up a cup f*ck a pint got a liter
Yeah you better run you can't hide I'm a seeker
You can run a hundred meters
'Til we catch you in that sprinter van
Private estate in the hinterlands
Never petty I'm the bigger man
10 steps each turn around bang I'm quicker man
Off the molly Jay-Z them jigga's man
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
X's and o's pop an X with her best friend
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
I don't really like parties like that
I just get high and get sidetracked
Big dog talking shit I bite back
Toting on my pole I let the 9mm clap
She said that she took drunk need a ride back
Porsche 911 in New York not no hijack
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
Of bitches
Really came from rags to riches
Actually I really didn't
I was 13 when I made half a million
Two years ago I was sad down bad in my bag now I'm up got the f*ck up out my feelings
Still on drugs I feel it
All these bitches fake I'm the realest
Got rich not from dealing
But my business stay illegal
Came a long way from the Pontiac's and Regal's
Still tapped in I got pills I got reefer I got drugs I got dealers
Three bitches in two seaters
She don't want me to leave her
I'm a liar I'm a cheater
By my lonely I don't need her
Toting guns up with Peter
Knock her out the park not talking Derek Jeter
Pouring up a cup f*ck a pint got a liter
Yeah you better run you can't hide I'm a seeker
You can run a hundred meters
'Til we catch you in that sprinter van
Private estate in the hinterlands
Never petty I'm the bigger man
10 steps each turn around bang I'm quicker man
Off the molly Jay-Z them jigga's man
Your bitch basic like AF1
My bitch amazing she Saint Laurent
X's and o's pop an X with her best friend
X in her nose and you know it's her obsession
And she live in New York up on West End
High as f*ck can you please repeat the question
I don't pop I'm not basic bitch I'm crushing
I don't got no time for you let's talk later I'm rushing
And I keep that K on me like a Russian
Looking like the man when I walk up into the function
Writer: Ash Bennett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid