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White bitches in crowd do my dance
White bitches in the crowd throw my bands
White bitches in the crowd throwing hands
White bitches turning up for the fam
(Yea)
Told that bitch that she don't have a chance
Told that bitch that I don't give a damn
White bitches in the crowd going ham
White bitches turning up for the fam
Yo hoe
Let me fuk before I go
Imma shoot the ball no finger roll
I ball like gasol yea imma pro
I can't stop shit
I'm a pot the way I'm spitting all this hot shit
Plus the glock look like a missile 30 shots bitch
She gon eat this dick she do it good she using chopsticks
She gon hit the dance she love the music love the vibe shit
I know that I'm cleaner gave a shout out to my jeweler yea
Please don't text my phone cause I ain't giving nothing to ya
White bitches in the club shaking booty yea
Dancing on me gnarly tryna give ya boy the cooties
All this money I'm in gold yea
Please don't touch this million dollar robe yea
I thought I told you bitches I'm the goal yea
Hit em with the pinky hit the door yea
White bitches in crowd do my dance
White bitches in the crowd throw my bands
White bitches in the crowd throwing hands
White bitches turning up for the fam
(Yea)
Told that bitch that she don't have a chance
Told that bitch that I don't give a damn
White bitches in the crowd going ham
White bitches turning up for the fam
White bitches in the crowd throw my bands
White bitches in the crowd throwing hands
White bitches turning up for the fam
(Yea)
Told that bitch that she don't have a chance
Told that bitch that I don't give a damn
White bitches in the crowd going ham
White bitches turning up for the fam
Yo hoe
Let me fuk before I go
Imma shoot the ball no finger roll
I ball like gasol yea imma pro
I can't stop shit
I'm a pot the way I'm spitting all this hot shit
Plus the glock look like a missile 30 shots bitch
She gon eat this dick she do it good she using chopsticks
She gon hit the dance she love the music love the vibe shit
I know that I'm cleaner gave a shout out to my jeweler yea
Please don't text my phone cause I ain't giving nothing to ya
White bitches in the club shaking booty yea
Dancing on me gnarly tryna give ya boy the cooties
All this money I'm in gold yea
Please don't touch this million dollar robe yea
I thought I told you bitches I'm the goal yea
Hit em with the pinky hit the door yea
White bitches in crowd do my dance
White bitches in the crowd throw my bands
White bitches in the crowd throwing hands
White bitches turning up for the fam
(Yea)
Told that bitch that she don't have a chance
Told that bitch that I don't give a damn
White bitches in the crowd going ham
White bitches turning up for the fam
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Writer(s): Joseph Lyons
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