Bad b#tch on my side when I hit the road
All these b#tches love cus of my clothes
Yeah, I got that Glock, it’s about to blow
Posted with my Goonns, yeah with my bros
Bad b#tch on my side when I hit the road
All these b#tches love cus of my clothes
Yeah, I got that Glock, it’s about to blow
Posted with my Goonns, yeah with my bros
I got designer from head to the toes
Pick a bad b#tch up, we gon’ skrt in a Rolls
See the new {?}
These b#tches all {?} this sh#t all a show
Put my Raf on a hater cus’ I never fold
You look like a {?} you look like tote
Leave that sh#t on the internet, you {?}
Leave that sh#t on the internet, you see me in public and wanna get into that
b#tch gon’ get smoked like a cigarette
Told my dogs {?} coupe, yeah hop in a {?}
You gon’ get forgot like a Neopet
Yo {?} get claimed {?}
Drawin’ a blick when I ask what you {?}
What?
What?
What?
Ou-Out of my wardrobe, can’t calculate
You rockin’ ‘preme, boy that’s outta date
You wish you was like me, you gotta hate
The drip is exclusive, can’t replicate
Bad b#tch on my side when I hit the road
All these b#tches love cus of my clothes
Yeah, I got that Glock, it’s about to blow
Posted with my Goonns, yeah with my bros
Bad b#tch on my side when I hit the road
All these b#tches love cus of my clothes
Yeah, I got that Glock, it’s about to blow
Posted with my Goonns, yeah with my bros
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