Got a bad b#tch dressed in all white, she was heaven sent (All White)
Pockets full of blues, yeah, I’m countin’ dead presidents
b#tch I bought this sh#t (b#tch)
Five K on the kicks
I gave her back ‘cause that b#tch was tripping
She was talking ‘bout that sh#t (You can have her back)
Told the opps, drop that location (Look)
Them n#gg#s on vacation (Yeah, Yeah, Look, Look)
Just know when you come back….n#gg#, yeah we waiting (We waiting)
Smoking good sh#t rotation, in this b#tch they suffocating
Not bad angelface
Mystic
We roll another one
We roll up
Washing all my thoughts (Ha, yeah)
Chilling in my loft
All you n#gg#s soft
How the f#ck they talk about it they been lost?(How the f#ck they talk about it?)
Spray them n#gg#s, leave no witness, told you mind yo business
I wipe them n#gg#s from existence
Im f#cking on they sisters
Yeah, nuns, yeah they sisters (They sisters)
Counting funds got blisters (Counting Funds
Double platinum rich like thriller
Talking to the liquor (Talking to the liquor)
I don’t drink no liquor (Always)
And my n#gg#s ride with them felonies (f#ck n#gg#, f#ck n#gg#)
Ah Ah
You better watch yo every move carefully
Got a bad b#tch dressed in all white, she was heaven sent (All White)
Pockets full of blues, yeah, I’m countin’ dead presidents
b#tch I bought this sh#t (b#tch)
Five K on the kicks
I gave her back ‘cause that b#tch was tripping
She was talking ‘bout that sh#t (You can have her back)
Told the opps, drop that location (Look)
Them n#gg#s on vacation (Yeah, Yeah, Look, Look)
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