Lyrics:
hoes plenty liquor
Call up my brother my Richard
Nah we don't talk about shit but getting richer
I'm a Bad Boy I gotta go bigger than big
Get rich
by eternal flames
Disconnected from reality on an
Astral plane oh
All my feelings bottled I keep getting drunk
I used to be so happy then that feeling
your face
It should be easy not as simple as you think
When I go to sleep at night I see the dimples in your chin
Feeling single for a minute hindered by
a diamond
I need you by my side
Call me when you need me
Girl I’m there when you need me
I’m there when you need me yea
ShegzyDLi I’m back again
I got money
around with a bad bitch I think I am a skater
Oh, I'm finna fuck her, but I could never date her
Ooh She know I'm a baller just like a Laker
But she is
Standing up, fuck a chair im seeing mice down on the floor
I need to hurry get this pack bagged cos I gotta go
Baby I just need a couple minutes of your
a hive and get sprayed like a bee killer
Bitch done had a slam and still ain't up, he should've reached quicker
And girl it ain't even bad I had to look
Birds caca by the lake, plentiful tities, zcups
Had to sedate her first, rest in peace Queen Aaliyah
She refused to board the plane, resisted kicking
she bad
She know that I got it I tell her I crave it
I’m drivin her home and she sayin go back
She playin with fire, I’m playing with feelings
A lotta
it like twice
Make it go all bad
Man I try right ?
Chorus
I'm so greedy for your love
Greedy for the feel of now
Everything that I am feeling
the street I see them watching
I did something bad last night, paranoia is from the conscious
Or let's say they real, and I'm not crazy, catch this concept
Do
money long like a train
Gotta stay fly like a plane
Gotta stay high on that Lean
Got baguettes on my ring
Double C's on my feet
Racks on racks on me
brain
My money long like a train
Gotta stay fly like a plane
Gotta stay high on that Lean
Got baguettes on my ring
Double C's on my feet
Racks on racks
another plane for us to have a history, a present, and a future that is cloaked in mystery, this'll be, the third time it's happened just this week
the last song about the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)
I love it
Susanne Klatten tell me can I get a dance ?
six years in the cell, he aint get it damn !
you should know by now I aint snitching ma'am
speed race, i8
to infer
I'm saying you all suck techs
Leaving their families to be in BC to
Service as a Hercules from a diminished fleet 'why?'
Well when we go above
You can try to stop me i will end ya
Shit my killer instincts like cinder
Im a bad boy you better make it
Make it out fifty
Chopper city by position i
Telling me to hold on this is
Where we go down
Like I'm sitting on a plane that
Stalled in the sky
With a face like I figured out it's
All been a lie
redBull just to stay awake
Time to clear my mind so I’m billing up Paper plane
It’s only been 2 decades
But I seen Seen so much shit I got a headache
Low C
Yeah, stay low
I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I need some hunnids, and I need to scheme
I need the W by any
we'd be letting go of something
But the truth is now we're changing nothing
Watching as the world goes by
Wondering why
Why these people wanna fly
When
Might go to Japan when I land
3301 without a doubt,
What is you sayin'?
I cannot fall back even though she bad
I slide two percs into my glass
Fuck what I
didn't go home but I drove by it
I decided to give her designer
Put her on privates, put her in diamonds
All of these meals, we eatin' the finest
We gon'
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