Lyrics:
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Ooh yeah Gucci python ooh yeah
She play with her tongue
Yeah, I bought that bitch a new charm
Lil nigga pop when I told him come see about me
Like you're a purse (yeah)
My drank too thick
It look like Mrs butterworth's
You can have her
When I'm done for what it's worth
That lil' bitch would
(got one)
She take off quick (yeah) like gunshots (shots)
Actin' like his bitch (yeah), he'll get dropped (get dropped)
Hangin' by a thread (yeah
me where you was (trap)
I spent all them twenties and fifties and tens
Lil' nigga, and I stacked all them blue boys (yeah, yeah)
Paper Route
, yeah, what?)
Money long, blonde hair, I don't care (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Ain't that your lil' girlfriend standing over there? (Yeah, yeah, yeah
, yeah, what?)
Money long, blonde hair, I don't care (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Ain't that your lil' girlfriend standing over there? (Yeah, yeah, yeah
What you mean you done with me (hehe)
Yeah, you for real
You finished?
Crazy, we'll see about that
I'll be killing it, I'm ill and legit
Rozay
Money make a bitch do what eva I say
Hit it one time na she wanna be bae
Na she wanna fuck wit me now she wanna come stay
Stupid lil bitch cant eat
Tio in your radio yeah
Tony Grammz get 'em
Haa!
I'm back wit' the Nikes on
Tread-milling swag 'cause I run it like marathon
They never can fight
And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again
(All I have in this world all I have in this world
All I have all I have all I have in this world)
She my lil señorita
Fly around the galaxy in my two Seater yeah yeah
Mamacita
You know just what I’m needing
Take a flight to where you like
An tell
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Uh, uh)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Uh, uh)
My lil shorty know I'm way up (Way up, yeah, yeah)
Way up
She like
Yeah ay
I'm in the 4 still put it in cabbies
Yeah I just hit that lick by gabby's
She calling me daddy
Yeah ay
I’m with lil mama you know she a baddie
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
Do you trust me? (Yeah)
Love me? (Yeah)
You puttin' it on me?
You must be, your down-ass chick
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
Do you trust me? (Yeah)
Love me? (Yeah)
You puttin' it on me?
You must be, your down-ass chick
(Let the band play)
Yeah, I come through fresh as fuck (uh, fresh)
Yeah, lil' bitty nigga with a big ol' gun
Yeah, lil' nigga with a big ol' gun
Yeah pull off and she with it
Yeah go off and I'm speeding
Yeah we show off are you ready
Yeah go down on this beat yeah
Yeah we making history yeah
know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah
Fuck nigga, what
trap shit, yeah, that's all I really talk about
Flip and make it double
That's the only thing I know how to do
Turn a one to two
Runnin' up on you
Mr
(One phone call)
Yeah I told you that from the start (That from the start)
The way she use my number (Use my number)
She got it saved, and she know it by
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
make 'em dim
Please make 'em dim
Cook it up yeah wipe it clean
Look at me I'm Mr Sheen
Don't like snow but I love the green
Like a train yeah look
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