I wish you saw me
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Pull up to your crib
And I shoot automatic
I run up on you
And I take your backpack
Your girl is my bitch
And you know I tap that
Pull up with lil blxr
And you know we rap that
We Stay smoking gas
And you know we don't pass that
We poppin on pills that shit be a habit
We eat them like snacks you know we have that
Pull up with a tool and you know we bag that
We coming at you with a mag to attack
Pull it on you we cock it back and we blast
Dip off in the whip with gucci on my hip
And your girl is my bitch and she's suckin on me ooh
F*ck the plan cop a couple xans
F*cked up your man he caught them hands
We in Japan with a couple bands
Wearing vans and I put her in a trans ooh
I wish you saw me
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Wolfemane - Wolfemane Taste (feat. Lil Trim) [Remix] Lyrics
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I wish you saw me
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Pull up to your crib
And I shoot automatic
I run up on you
And I take your backpack
Your girl is my bitch
And you know I tap that
Pull up with lil blxr
And you know we rap that
We Stay smoking gas
And you know we don't pass that
We poppin on pills that shit be a habit
We eat them like snacks you know we have that
Pull up with a tool and you know we bag that
We coming at you with a mag to attack
Pull it on you we cock it back and we blast
Dip off in the whip with gucci on my hip
And your girl is my bitch and she's suckin on me ooh
F*ck the plan cop a couple xans
F*cked up your man he caught them hands
We in Japan with a couple bands
Wearing vans and I put her in a trans ooh
I wish you saw me
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Pull up to your crib
And I shoot automatic
I run up on you
And I take your backpack
Your girl is my bitch
And you know I tap that
Pull up with lil blxr
And you know we rap that
We Stay smoking gas
And you know we don't pass that
We poppin on pills that shit be a habit
We eat them like snacks you know we have that
Pull up with a tool and you know we bag that
We coming at you with a mag to attack
Pull it on you we cock it back and we blast
Dip off in the whip with gucci on my hip
And your girl is my bitch and she's suckin on me ooh
F*ck the plan cop a couple xans
F*cked up your man he caught them hands
We in Japan with a couple bands
Wearing vans and I put her in a trans ooh
I wish you saw me
Pull up to the party
In the rari
Feeling so sorry
Nah bih that's just it
Been talking shit
Send that selfie while I f*ck yo bih
Talking all that shit yea
Ice on deck
It's just me
But not tryna flex
What's that just got a text
We will see who's next
You you or your moms boyfriend
Writer: Gavyn Richardson, Max Vol
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid