Lyrics:
what it do
Sleep is for the rich got me dreaming about a coupe (Skrrt skrrt)
Blue face hundreds got them bussing out the roof
Only fuck with real you
Lightskin get Hannah Montana weave
Living in a Nightmare Baby it's so hard to dream
And I'm Demarcus Ware I hit through everything
She's a baddie she was
thing that everybody in the world can relate to
You can't run from it, you can't escape it
It's really a part of life
It's all about how you deal with
the celebration
After I bang her I'll let you cake her
You were too seet she needed a banger
Make her melt let it drip through her fingers
Sexy, gorgeous,
on replay
You should know, i'm on next level shit
I know myself i'm still establishing
I know imma live my life lavishly
Flowers around her make her look
bout what I never do
I had a jumper y'all were Adam twenty two
And I don't say this all to sound hot
They say you'll find who you are by understanding
got make her mine (yes)
Close your eyes, if you trust me, baby, then it's ours (yes)
I ain't trying if it ain't about the dollar signs (dollar signs)
my fishscale
I like the FN 5-7 cause it shoot well
I like the finer things in my life if you can't tell
I know I make it look easy but it gets hard too
in chaos, just the basic principal
Double life like Hannah, it just ain't convincible
How you think the Holy Spirit just additional
How you think
It's fourth quarter, I'm down by two
First 500 bands, I'ma buy that coupe
Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
Every time I set a trend, they
This pussy bald head, remind him of Amber
I'm a bad bitch, black Hannah Montana
Flow too cold, something like a Panda
Dressing shit up like my first name
make it out
What I mean to you, do I belong
I try to fight this but I know I'm not that strong
And I feel so helplessly
Watch my eyes are filled
the fuck is you telling me?
Make a little bitch nigga run like its DMC
Bitch I get hot like a dragon no DnD
Nigga act dumb, he get played like a DVD
Bitch
the Patek? (Yes), you gotta run it up (run it up, run up, woo)
Hand me my bag (bag), she wanna hold the Hannah Montana (woo)
Only no tag (tag), they wonder
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
keep rappin' no matter what you say (Uh huh)
Yeah imma keep snappin' untill I fade away (Yeah)
Plus I don’t really care about pay day
I just wanna' make
you got it but you hesitating
You think Gucci coming in here Spitting 16 lines 16 times man you Playing
I was pissed but I get what he saying
Basically
need it in Cyprus
You my drug, my Hannah Montana
She my Miley Cyrus, huh
Hotel W, I'm inside it
Know that pussy good
When you got a taste before you
swang
Cause I'm addicted to my dough and loving my life mayn
Chamill and Paul make you ball and status fade away
Like Reggie Miller threw up a shot
You thought about it for a minute now it's funny how
What goes around will always come back around
And when it comes around it always knocks you
ask me what happened
Outside the club, shit
Then I'm legally blind
My bitch talking shit on the dashboard
You get it? You know that lil' baby fine
When
like I'm Hannah Montana
Maria, Maria, Livin LaVida Maria
Bitches be hatin foreal
Walk with a swag that will kill
Like Bill, dollar bills
Her friends with
a monitor screen
My team is gonna make it
Don't hate it take a ounce
And break it on up, sip syrup out my cup
On buck not giving a fuck
So what you hoes can
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