Lyrics:
Vuitton
You getting money slow, I throw real money in the show (Shit)
Everyone I know never put no one below
Brought my stud' in home then I drop another
getting real sick of me
And all these ladies want to take pics with me
Cause I may go down in history
As a champion - Eclipse Trophy
Triple Crown, I'm
or I'm busting, like
Fuck it, my shooters pop out of the cut better duck if they clutching, like
Fuck it, I'm coming for blood and I know a stud that going
And away we go and away we go
Four by four and away we go
High not low and away we go
I'm a female rebel, can't you tell?
Banged on the dashboard, just
(Aye Turn Me Up Toak)
I'm jumping off of the edge of my seat
Dumping shells like I got taco meat
Nothing ever gets spilt out of me
Something always
know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm
enough to try it
Dirt they throwin' mud slides on my name
They never seen this kind of stud size in a chain
I analyze that like i'm Billy Crystal
I'm
I'm getting money and then I'm attractive so bitches fuck with me for two reasons
If he want vapor then I'm hyperactive; he getting more shots than
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ayo
Look
Wait
I'm like
Don't pick up the phone
Brrt
I gotta go
Don't get me out of the zone
Baby just leave me alone
I'm whipping
a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah
Hop up out that motherfucker
a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah
Hop up out that motherfucker
fractions
Now I got haters hounding my actions
But my faders are resounding not lackin
Im a stackin stud
Sounding out my potent snaps
Smoking og Purp getting
Round of shots is all finna take for the hoes to act out, let's go charades
This is for the Girls for the Gays
For the Studs and Queens getting payed
For
so I'm coming for you, we working hard not out of the blue
Gorgeous girl she can't be beaten, went to Eton, my 13th reason
My feelings deepen, she
I bet you thought I would never win
I bet my win caught you by surprise
Never thought I would rise
Came out the dirt
Now they tryina flirt
I'm busy
with the groove
I like getting fly
I like 4 wheelers and Dirt Bikes
Vroom Vroom
Stay up out the way
You can't keep up
I'm screaming andale
Humbly going
an epiphany
4:03
I will die alone and free
That's my depression talking
In my head he mocking
But don't worry I'm blocking
Every night I'm out walking
Looking
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
plays (4am making plays)
How Im getting my money I cant say (I cant say)
When it come to money I don’t play (I don’t Play)
I been counting ducky’s all
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
prioritize
Organize
I'm getting money, getting fortified
He couldn't give you half an hour
I go 4 to 5
Mortified
I see these rappers and I'm horrified
I'm
on
We getting zooted where I'm coming from
Toasting that lean like it's Dom Perignon
Check out the way I be glistening yah
Four-door Bugatti, you
done even worse
I drink but I'm never full
Plenty of ales lead to plenty of tales
In some dirty watering hole
Harvery Wallbanger
Caught a case
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
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