Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
I'mma need something to write it off I swear to God
Shoot your shot but you never play it off
I'm gonna blow your mind talkin' like Wizard of Oz
Ain't f*ckin' with witches but I'll be f*ckin' your bitch I'm on
Some other shit
Why do you gotta be lyin' kid
F*ckin' with me I'll pull up and talk to your parents about you kid
Talkin' 'bout business I'mma be tellin' 'em all of my prices
Look at my status I'm gonna roll up and kill it like Manson
I'm standing my ground
Look at you flopping around
Cause you got cocky I don't know why you've been thinkin' you run the town
Lyrics profound
Dropping the bombs like get 'em down
Talking "No Russian" there ain't gon' be anybody who's stopping me now
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Bitch
Let's go make a flick
You invite a friend and we gon' sneak in
We don't need nobody else its just a secret
F*cked her one time and then I freaked it
Then she moved
Found another boo
I don't give a f*ck he still 'gon get my two's
Pick her pick or choose I don't need a tool
I'm already strapped my head is like a Uz
Bitch I ain't f*ckin' with you
Hammer in your head boy he's screwed
Tryna' mess with me what's new
I'mma put his ass on the news
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
None of these bitches even get the picture
Like what the f*ck i gotta do to hit 'em with it
I'm just tryna' be up on my grind like a fifty
I'm just tryna' f*ck up on a dime kill her kitty
Going like Lui Kang I'mma kick em with it
Bars are so hard that they put 'em in the city
Bitch I'm on guard I'mma block 'em all winning
Five stars Yelp I'm the shit
Yes I need more
Drivin' tryna' speed more
I'mma dunk your ass to the seafloor
F*ck a Dior and the peons
I don't need a chain to make her knees sore
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
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Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
I'mma need something to write it off I swear to God
Shoot your shot but you never play it off
I'm gonna blow your mind talkin' like Wizard of Oz
Ain't f*ckin' with witches but I'll be f*ckin' your bitch I'm on
Some other shit
Why do you gotta be lyin' kid
F*ckin' with me I'll pull up and talk to your parents about you kid
Talkin' 'bout business I'mma be tellin' 'em all of my prices
Look at my status I'm gonna roll up and kill it like Manson
I'm standing my ground
Look at you flopping around
Cause you got cocky I don't know why you've been thinkin' you run the town
Lyrics profound
Dropping the bombs like get 'em down
Talking "No Russian" there ain't gon' be anybody who's stopping me now
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Bitch
Let's go make a flick
You invite a friend and we gon' sneak in
We don't need nobody else its just a secret
F*cked her one time and then I freaked it
Then she moved
Found another boo
I don't give a f*ck he still 'gon get my two's
Pick her pick or choose I don't need a tool
I'm already strapped my head is like a Uz
Bitch I ain't f*ckin' with you
Hammer in your head boy he's screwed
Tryna' mess with me what's new
I'mma put his ass on the news
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
None of these bitches even get the picture
Like what the f*ck i gotta do to hit 'em with it
I'm just tryna' be up on my grind like a fifty
I'm just tryna' f*ck up on a dime kill her kitty
Going like Lui Kang I'mma kick em with it
Bars are so hard that they put 'em in the city
Bitch I'm on guard I'mma block 'em all winning
Five stars Yelp I'm the shit
Yes I need more
Drivin' tryna' speed more
I'mma dunk your ass to the seafloor
F*ck a Dior and the peons
I don't need a chain to make her knees sore
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
I'mma need something to write it off I swear to God
Shoot your shot but you never play it off
I'm gonna blow your mind talkin' like Wizard of Oz
Ain't f*ckin' with witches but I'll be f*ckin' your bitch I'm on
Some other shit
Why do you gotta be lyin' kid
F*ckin' with me I'll pull up and talk to your parents about you kid
Talkin' 'bout business I'mma be tellin' 'em all of my prices
Look at my status I'm gonna roll up and kill it like Manson
I'm standing my ground
Look at you flopping around
Cause you got cocky I don't know why you've been thinkin' you run the town
Lyrics profound
Dropping the bombs like get 'em down
Talking "No Russian" there ain't gon' be anybody who's stopping me now
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Bitch
Let's go make a flick
You invite a friend and we gon' sneak in
We don't need nobody else its just a secret
F*cked her one time and then I freaked it
Then she moved
Found another boo
I don't give a f*ck he still 'gon get my two's
Pick her pick or choose I don't need a tool
I'm already strapped my head is like a Uz
Bitch I ain't f*ckin' with you
Hammer in your head boy he's screwed
Tryna' mess with me what's new
I'mma put his ass on the news
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
None of these bitches even get the picture
Like what the f*ck i gotta do to hit 'em with it
I'm just tryna' be up on my grind like a fifty
I'm just tryna' f*ck up on a dime kill her kitty
Going like Lui Kang I'mma kick em with it
Bars are so hard that they put 'em in the city
Bitch I'm on guard I'mma block 'em all winning
Five stars Yelp I'm the shit
Yes I need more
Drivin' tryna' speed more
I'mma dunk your ass to the seafloor
F*ck a Dior and the peons
I don't need a chain to make her knees sore
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Look at me walking a lot and smoking on apricot
Big gas moving it out in an aliquot
I don't worry 'bout none of these bitches only want bags I'm gone
Big gas smokin' it up in a car garage
Writer: Mitchell Bowker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid