Is litty, It’s lit
Vas baby the truth
Raspberry the coup
High as hell in the booth ooth
She hit me up, I got the juice (whooh)
Pull up n ride with no roof
She off the molly like drew
I just touched down with a bunch of the packs
I’m at the club with a lot of racks
Can’t talk to me – stay in the back
She got on #ss – she making it clap
I do not talk I ride with the shooter
Breaking her back then I’m calling an uber
Play with that cat I play with the cooter
Got me some ice my neck is cooler
We turning up and we in the vip
Shout out to mori cause he got the drip
Buy out the bar been inside for a grip
Doing her dance while I’m taking sip
We turning up and we in the vip
Shout out to rider cause he got the blick
Buy out the bar been inside for a grip
We going up we shooting a flick
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