Send It Fr
Don't know where I'm goin but it can't be far
Cuz I see two foreign bitches in my foreign car
They got ice on they neck, baby lookin on par
Gonna send it all the way livin like a rockstar
Send it Send it
10 racks pull it over and I bend it
New Ice new watch issa patek
Yeah Im posted in the paint like Im KAT ayeeee
Seen 4 maybachs this week
But compared to my rari they weak
Balenciagas on my feet
Life's a treat
Ain't it sweet
My flow is a part of the rap game
Show me at the jumbotron at a rockets game
Antetokounmpo runnin down the lane
Eurostep dunkin on your ass makin u seem kinda lame
People think I'm in this game solely for the fame
But they wrong about me I'm a mother fuckin hooligan
Not a rapper but no one said rappin is a sin again
Let me talk to them, tired of writing puttin down the pen
Green backs
Green racks
I fucked her till she couldn't lean back
Demoed that bitch I ain't need that
Fuck up my health
Stack up my wealth
Drip Drip Drip I'm makin a mess
Tip tip fucked on yo bitch and I left
The Colgate out my shoes but my chest stay crest
Hair grew back bitch fuck a drug test
Don't know where I'm goin but it can't be far
Cuz I seen two foreign bitches in my foreign car
They got ice on they neck baby lookin on par
Gonna send it all the way livin like a rockstar
Cuz I see two foreign bitches in my foreign car
They got ice on they neck, baby lookin on par
Gonna send it all the way livin like a rockstar
Send it Send it
10 racks pull it over and I bend it
New Ice new watch issa patek
Yeah Im posted in the paint like Im KAT ayeeee
Seen 4 maybachs this week
But compared to my rari they weak
Balenciagas on my feet
Life's a treat
Ain't it sweet
My flow is a part of the rap game
Show me at the jumbotron at a rockets game
Antetokounmpo runnin down the lane
Eurostep dunkin on your ass makin u seem kinda lame
People think I'm in this game solely for the fame
But they wrong about me I'm a mother fuckin hooligan
Not a rapper but no one said rappin is a sin again
Let me talk to them, tired of writing puttin down the pen
Green backs
Green racks
I fucked her till she couldn't lean back
Demoed that bitch I ain't need that
Fuck up my health
Stack up my wealth
Drip Drip Drip I'm makin a mess
Tip tip fucked on yo bitch and I left
The Colgate out my shoes but my chest stay crest
Hair grew back bitch fuck a drug test
Don't know where I'm goin but it can't be far
Cuz I seen two foreign bitches in my foreign car
They got ice on they neck baby lookin on par
Gonna send it all the way livin like a rockstar
Credits
Writer(s): Neel Wani
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