Pull up, then I swerve Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird He think I want his bitch don't want his bitch, she get curved I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah, I murk I been countin' money all day, ayy, my hands hurt
I'm tryna get inside her body like a surgeon He tryna get some money, but it ain't workin' Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, they ain't worth shit I had to cut you off, 'cause you weren't workin' She said I look good on Instagram but I look bettеr in person She asked mе why my cross upside down, I told her I'm cursed I know she don't really give no fucks she just want me to buy her a purse If you're scared, read the book, huh or go to church I spend that dogshit and I don't never get reimbursed Before I ever miss, bitch, she gon' miss me first She said she want some Ken Carson to come quench her thirst She thought she was grabbin' my dick but she was grabbin' on my. 30 I'm fuckin' on a M. I. L. F. , yeah, ayy, this bitch like thirty Chrome Hearts glasses on my face, got me lookin' nerdy He thought I ain't know where he stay and I pulled up swervin'
Pull up, then I swerve Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird He think I want his bitch don't want his bitch, she get curved I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah, I murk I been countin' money all day, ayy, my hands hurt
Compositores: Kenyatta Lee Jr Frazier (Ken Carson), Stefan Lucian Cismigiu (Lucian), Clif Shayne ECAD: Obra #41000013