Wimbledon (feat. Cigg Sour)

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Mikey Bank$

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Her body like Serena
That shit serving
Cigg got the sour perculating
Know the weed burning
Cigg got the sour perculating
Know the weed
She popped a pill She tryna Fucc
Her man slap her She deserve it
Her body like Serena
That shit serving, ayee
I could shoot my shot
Dont play no games like Kyrie Irving
Ya nicca lame he in the Stu
Aint got no verses
And she just want some new shit
Like, purses and Birkins
Balencigaaaaaa
Shorty taking trips but
She ain't even working, how
Guess she got the ass from her momz
But got the breesh from her father
It's only right i get a band right now
Knowing i could hold u down
If i needed to
Know thats good
3 times like Beetlejuice
Now baby we got the bread like
We the jews, uhh
Yea we got challah
But i got bills girl
You cant get a dolla
These niccaz plotting
So we ride wit choopas
These cops tryna locc you up
Like Igoudala
I'm feeling like Biggie
When he dropped Who Shot Ya
Two blunts to the dome like
You know my mantra
Cheese on top of cheese
Like, it's lasagna
Just ordered lamb sliders
But, she wanted lobster
Just ordered two rum punch
We finna drop sum
Know my niccaz let it go
Until the cops come
I'm in the spot to sauced
But still moving sturdy
Shoot my shot with these bitches
Niccaz pulling jerseys
I don't need no Remy
Just some Henny on the rocks
Know it's my time bitch
I'm flava with the clock
I be high, nigga just been soaring a lot
Different when we talking Lows
That's consider the drop
We finna pop like kettle
Shit is Unsettled, y'all could be rowdy
I'm gone be the rebel
Started from the bottom man
Life is like a pebble
Think guns and roccbands
Yea we into heavy metal
Last name sour let you know
That ima smoker, in this bitch
But I ain't staying for long
Like Udoka
Bank$ told me it's game time
My face poker, tell em he could
Smile forever, like the Joker
Im God fearing
Negativity get from near em
Made mistakes but its
Room for growth like hair serums
I am colder, Tryna stack
My paper like a folder
Tryna f*ck but it's gone go
From the top like starting over
She a thot thot
She gone come and give me ba bop
Shawty got it wet for me
It really ain't no dry spot
Climbing up the ladder bitch
We really want the top spot
We really want that top spot
We gone have them
Hating for a reason
We gone have them
Hating for the season
Yea them niggas envy
And they sneaky
You could keep yah bitch
We know she treeshy, TREESH
Her body like Serena
That shit serving, ayee
I could shoot my shot
Dont play no games like Kyrie Irving
Ya nicca lame he in the Stu
Ain't got no verses
And she just want some new shit
Like, purses and Birkins
Balencigaaaaaa
Shorty taking trips but
She ain't even working, how
Guess she got the ass from her momz
But got the breesh from her father

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