Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
My Racks up
I walk in no back up, bitch back up
I just raised my tax up, might cash out, big bag now
What, what, what, what
How you talk that shit from out yo dad house
Yeah, big bag, big bands you bitch Yeah, big mad, you sad lil bitch
Yeah, two halves, I made em split Yeah, they too bad, I made em kiss Yeah bitch yeah bitch yeah bitch Hitters on my wrist that shit be blinging
40 on my hip that shit be singing Blicky with a dick shootin semen
My god
I don't do the hit that's for my heathens
My dogs
I don't got a bitch I got a harem
Good odds
See me smoking zips and sippin serum
On pause
They been talking shit but couldn't hear em
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
Woah woah, talk it up, FaceTime Give me face just chalk it up to the word of mouth on the grapevine
I pulled it out and she ate mine
I shoot my shots from the baseline Im a dog bitch Wolf canine god dam Not a flaw bitch Wolf A1 aw yeah
Got a bald bitch and a gay one aw yeah
Want em all bitch, skinny tall bitch
Or a small bitch with the doll tits Woah, I just be talking shit
But I said it I meant it now hoe give me all of it
I get it, forget it, hit it, call it quits
I said that I loved her I lied, politics
I like my money like thighs, hella thick
I need my money on time, hella quick I got the money to buy hella shit Nobody real as I, they counterfeit
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
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Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
My Racks up
I walk in no back up, bitch back up
I just raised my tax up, might cash out, big bag now
What, what, what, what
How you talk that shit from out yo dad house
Yeah, big bag, big bands you bitch Yeah, big mad, you sad lil bitch
Yeah, two halves, I made em split Yeah, they too bad, I made em kiss Yeah bitch yeah bitch yeah bitch Hitters on my wrist that shit be blinging
40 on my hip that shit be singing Blicky with a dick shootin semen
My god
I don't do the hit that's for my heathens
My dogs
I don't got a bitch I got a harem
Good odds
See me smoking zips and sippin serum
On pause
They been talking shit but couldn't hear em
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
Woah woah, talk it up, FaceTime Give me face just chalk it up to the word of mouth on the grapevine
I pulled it out and she ate mine
I shoot my shots from the baseline Im a dog bitch Wolf canine god dam Not a flaw bitch Wolf A1 aw yeah
Got a bald bitch and a gay one aw yeah
Want em all bitch, skinny tall bitch
Or a small bitch with the doll tits Woah, I just be talking shit
But I said it I meant it now hoe give me all of it
I get it, forget it, hit it, call it quits
I said that I loved her I lied, politics
I like my money like thighs, hella thick
I need my money on time, hella quick I got the money to buy hella shit Nobody real as I, they counterfeit
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
My Racks up
I walk in no back up, bitch back up
I just raised my tax up, might cash out, big bag now
What, what, what, what
How you talk that shit from out yo dad house
Yeah, big bag, big bands you bitch Yeah, big mad, you sad lil bitch
Yeah, two halves, I made em split Yeah, they too bad, I made em kiss Yeah bitch yeah bitch yeah bitch Hitters on my wrist that shit be blinging
40 on my hip that shit be singing Blicky with a dick shootin semen
My god
I don't do the hit that's for my heathens
My dogs
I don't got a bitch I got a harem
Good odds
See me smoking zips and sippin serum
On pause
They been talking shit but couldn't hear em
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
Woah woah, talk it up, FaceTime Give me face just chalk it up to the word of mouth on the grapevine
I pulled it out and she ate mine
I shoot my shots from the baseline Im a dog bitch Wolf canine god dam Not a flaw bitch Wolf A1 aw yeah
Got a bald bitch and a gay one aw yeah
Want em all bitch, skinny tall bitch
Or a small bitch with the doll tits Woah, I just be talking shit
But I said it I meant it now hoe give me all of it
I get it, forget it, hit it, call it quits
I said that I loved her I lied, politics
I like my money like thighs, hella thick
I need my money on time, hella quick I got the money to buy hella shit Nobody real as I, they counterfeit
Bans, woah
Yeah, Money all over the
Dance floor
Yeah, Honey stop pulling my
Dam clothes
Yeah, I don't hear the f*ck shit
Van Gogh
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Bans woah
Yeah, Dam baby she buss it
Dance hoe
Yeah, Dam baby shit bussin
Woah, woah, woah
Writer: Wolfgang Cressman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid