C-c-couple b#tches on my line, I’m gettin’ rich, I’m gettin’ dough
I got thotties wanna f#ck, I hit it once and then I go
I’m a phantom like I’m Danny, spin yo’ block, I’m goin’ ghost
I got Rugers with a drummy, I’m the Devil, take yo’ soul
About music, but I’m really finna blow
In a foreign, I be driftin’, pop a Perc’, I’m feelin’ woke
Keep on talkin’ on the ‘net, I grab that boy, he hit the floor
Snortin’ lines, I’m high as f#ck, I’m gettin’ booted off a blow [Ayy]
Off the Percs, she goin’ stupid, they all hatin’, it’s a movement
This will leave them ruined, got Latinas, they ain’t fluent
Get my cheddar, gеt my ‘Retta, give me top, you likе my headers?
, they writin’ letters ’cause they know I do it better
Get your shawty even wetter, she gon’ f#ck me, f#ck this
Hundred in the drum clip, .40 get your block hit
Make a lot of bank, I count it up and get the profit
I be makin’ money, I be makin’ hella bands
I might pull up in a Demon, and I skirt off in the land
Drop the top off the roof in the coupe, b#tches bad
Mom better but she wanna go out, too sad
I don’t want no money, I might put ’em in a trance
If you wanna get back, push back, too bad
Thottie on my line, bad b#tch in a fit
If she wanna move out, two blocks and a stick
Oh, f#ckin’ on a thottie, I get it and then I dip
She don’t want my f#ckin’, but I get it, and then I trip
I might pull my city out, and I pull up, I’m in the sh#ts
I don’t want you anymore and I know I’m too rich
Yeah, I skirt off in the whip and I’m posted up in a Jag’
I be gettin’ hella money, I know it, I’m in my bag
I be switchin’ up the flows, I really be like this
I might f#ck a bad b#tch, she really just want dick
I really just want you, you really just want kiss
C-c-couple b#tches on my line, I’m gettin’ rich, I’m gettin’ dough
I got thotties wanna f#ck, I hit it once and then I go
I’m a phantom like I’m Danny, spin yo’ block, I’m goin’ ghost
I got Rugers with a drummy, I’m the Devil, take yo’ soul
About music, but I’m really finna blow
In a foreign, I be driftin’, pop a Perc’, I’m feelin’ woke
Keep on talkin’ on the ‘net, I grab that boy, he hit the floor
Snortin’ lines, I’m high as f#ck, I’m gettin’ booted off a blow [Ayy
C-c-couple b#tches on my line, I’m gettin’ rich, I’m gettin’ dough
I got thotties wanna f#ck, I hit it once and then I go
I’m a phantom like I’m Danny, spin yo’ block, I’m goin’ ghost
I got Rugers with a drummy, I’m the Devil, take yo’ soul
About music, but I’m really finna blow
In a foreign, I be driftin’, pop a Perc’, I’m feelin’ woke
Keep on talkin’ on the ‘net, I grab that boy, he hit the floor
Snortin’ lines
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