Lyrics:
you fuckin talkin to me
This that vamp shit, this my fuckin carti team
Feel like Trippie Redd, roll the weed with all his ashes
I drunk drive 110, got
a Patek
I can tell, she wanna fuck me with her friend as well
Hangin' out the roof like, "Fuck 12" (fuck 12)
I got too much money, I can't go to jail (go
It felt only Bout a week
We used to chill By the beach
Good vibes No worries
We were Covered in breeze
Yeah
But I dipped and
Now I'm looking for my
tankin'
No limit to where I can take it
And you know me as a Cris bottle sender
Check picker upper
I thought we looked out for one another
Saw us all
supply the people
Yeah, yeah
She hit my blunt and she went to Uranus
Her body a work of art, just like a painting
A nigga try me, then it gon' be
Better day, better day
Seen better days, ayy
Yeah!
A hood girl with a missin' tail light
You got me stopping at the green light, light yeah
with the feds
They can't pull me over
I'm speeding it's like roller coaster
Can tell I'm a smoker just by the odor
Rolling my gas in the Rover, yeah
I've
language that
Money machine clicking
They been rap dissing, I ain't seen, niggas
Know Omelly ready, I got Dean with us
And that 7 on me, I got Leem with us
bein shortstopped
By a buck-oh-five dick and a booty-ass cop
You figure you're hard 'cause you're a cop see
FUCK WITH ME! I'mma put that ass in a box
cropped it
Hit up Barney's and spent like a stack Make It double, I get it right back
Out of state and I spent like a rack It ain't money so don't hit my
Keep it cute (Big Don), keep it sexy
Don't play with me, go play with yo man
Don't entertain shit that might fuck up the brands
Woke up this
ship the toys
Why they fuckin with me why they fuckin with me
Why they fuckin with me why they fuckin with me huh
Why they fuckin with me why they
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
hun, check out the way I friggity-freak the track, umm
I diggity-do-ray-me-fah-so nigga me go like that, umm
wit the Books, iggity-oops, I get more
Shit it dont stop
Been yesterday today
Probably be back tomorrow
Next week
But baby forreal
Designer my way to your heart hit barneys and buy out
Monster in the building like Barney
I'll make your girl horny
Ask the price for my feature know you can't afford it
Some em tryna put me in a four
people walking by me
I swear
In sweatshirts and hoods
Well the lights on at the Beanery
And I'm walking through the mist
I can't remember the last time
I
[Verse 1: Barney Artist]
He better treat you like a queen
I mean
He better love you
Been investin' all your dreams
Shoulder to lean
You are special
and dripping in Marni
Glock with a 30 its right by my stomach say im the shit but im far from a plumber
Diamonds from Africa water Wakanda
Pussy so tight she
Talkin about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride
about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride don't like
So please excuse me while I laugh (yeah)
No one can change your ways (rock with me for a second)
No one can lead you off your path (come on)
You'll
I got a six man army
Cameras they be on me
Dressing up like David
You be Fitch I'm Abercrombie
Swearing like I'm Barney
Your bitch she a Barbie
If
make you quite the fool
He's bassiest boy when he belts a gafaw
And he laughs as loud as allowed by law
And if you were to listen
In his laughing path
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