I've just been pullin' up, shittin' on them all day, I stink Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with the bitch, I'm tooted Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished I rock a big Rollie face on me, it get splished, yeah
I just pulled up on Chanel all day, I stink Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists I'm in the Hellcat burning up, she gon' bite her lip And she gon' bite on me all day, she gon' bite my tip You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill
I just pulled off in a Gle, bitch I'ma park this shit up right on the curb, yeah I can't even fuck with no penny-pinching bitch it get on my nerve Pulled up inside of the Lamb', made that bitch turn made that bitch swerve I just been clutchin' my Glock, get nervous Who was the first ones just rockin' that turb'? Who was the first one to do this shit first? If you keep bitin' my shit, then be worried I'm finna shag that bitch, I'm finna scurve I'm finna bust me a nut in her hair All of my diamonds, they may see me flirt Pull up, pull up, creepin', yeah, we lurk, yeah Spend a motherfucking bag on merch Every time I'm in the store, I purchase I can't ever get off fuckin' Percs Every day, I leave the fucking Earth (Huh) Least I'm being fucking real with you Sometimes the truth hurt, yeah Told my dawg I'll split a meal with you All my twizzies come first, yeah Told you that I keep it real with you How the hell you made it worse? Yeah How the hell you turn your back on us? How the hell you stealing Percs, dawg?
I've just been pullin' up, shittin' on them all day, I stink Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with the bitch, I'm tooted Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished I rock a big Rollie face on me, it get splished, yeah
I just pulled up on Chanel all day, I stink Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists I'm in the Hellcat burning up, she gon' bite her lip And she gon' bite on me all day, she gon' bite my tip You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill
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Compositores: Colin C Franken (Frankie Bash) (BMI), Jamarrius Hill, Noah Olivier Smith (Yeat) (BMI)Editores: Colin Franken Publishing (BMI), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI), Twizz Music Publishing (BMI)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #36601999 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM