(dulio, 力を貸して)
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Woo, woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
I'm off Roxy and Addy I'm goin' crazy
Met her in Chanel now this bitch wanna have my babies
Noddin' off a f*ckin' spaceship, God come save me
You know the motto, lil' bitch, you want a feat, you gotta pay me
Yeah, put him in the pavement, my brother them goin' crazy
Walkin' in his house, walkin' in his crib, then we go and raid shit
Rockin' with Jamaicans, I'm f*ckin' on a bad blasian
My nigga clutch J and the SKs, he goin' ape shit
Get on your knees lil' nasty freak, you gotta taste it
Two twin Glocks stay on me, let's get it blazin'
Watch his body lock up then shrivel up like a raisin, yeah
I would trade this life for nothin', this shit amazin'
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
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(dulio, 力を貸して)
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Woo, woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
I'm off Roxy and Addy I'm goin' crazy
Met her in Chanel now this bitch wanna have my babies
Noddin' off a f*ckin' spaceship, God come save me
You know the motto, lil' bitch, you want a feat, you gotta pay me
Yeah, put him in the pavement, my brother them goin' crazy
Walkin' in his house, walkin' in his crib, then we go and raid shit
Rockin' with Jamaicans, I'm f*ckin' on a bad blasian
My nigga clutch J and the SKs, he goin' ape shit
Get on your knees lil' nasty freak, you gotta taste it
Two twin Glocks stay on me, let's get it blazin'
Watch his body lock up then shrivel up like a raisin, yeah
I would trade this life for nothin', this shit amazin'
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Woo, woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
I'm off Roxy and Addy I'm goin' crazy
Met her in Chanel now this bitch wanna have my babies
Noddin' off a f*ckin' spaceship, God come save me
You know the motto, lil' bitch, you want a feat, you gotta pay me
Yeah, put him in the pavement, my brother them goin' crazy
Walkin' in his house, walkin' in his crib, then we go and raid shit
Rockin' with Jamaicans, I'm f*ckin' on a bad blasian
My nigga clutch J and the SKs, he goin' ape shit
Get on your knees lil' nasty freak, you gotta taste it
Two twin Glocks stay on me, let's get it blazin'
Watch his body lock up then shrivel up like a raisin, yeah
I would trade this life for nothin', this shit amazin'
Booted up off X, Chrome Hearts on my bitch
I like Wock', I don't like Tris
Deep off of them drugs, baby, this how deep this shit get
Tell a pussy-nigga fall in line or he get hit with that bitch
Just got a brand-new FN flyin' through the wind
Keep makin' them disses then your bitch-ass get zipped, yeah
I ain't finna trip, me and my bitch takin' a trip, yeah
Fourteen bullets up in this Glock, shoutout Trip, yeah
These f*ckin' millions ain't gon' stop 'til I die, bitch
Told a lil' broke bitch, "Lil' bitch, I'ma die rich"
Told a lil' broke nigga, "Lil' bitch, I'm gon' die lit"
Told my brother, "Playin' with them sticks change the firin' pin"
Writer: Deante Adam Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC