Aladdin
Off to Neverland
Yeah
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
Y'all doin' what they do, I'm just a one-on-one
Shoot a wall down, they hit you, they don't run it good
Feelin' spectacular, amazing, wonderful
Might buy her some brand new TVs 'cause she fuck me good
Tell that bitch a Dyson, look shorty suck me good
Blessings all up mommy, ain't got to knock on wood
I see her fuck loads like I'm playin' good
Took her and gave her right back, I ain't from the hood
'Fore hummed it up like that song that say Hollywood
Fuck her 'til I catch a Charlie horse
Green and gold on me like Mardi Gras (ice)
Wrist up, I'm steppin' on all of y'all
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
They already know how we comin'
We make it rain like magic on the money
Nigga be broke and bein' broke it ain't funny
Treat her like coal, run around with that, chummy
We rock diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
I shift for early and she jump me blind
That shit be showin', I can't see the time
I'm not no boss job, but I got the rhyme
Whine up that bitches and they screamin' stop
Can't call these bitches, these bitches ain't mine
I get on here and that boy make a deal
Bitch I'm the shit, got diamonds on my fist
Lost the insurance, the estate
Bent this shit up, got too much on my plate
Got the cheque on and they askin' my rate
Ain't got my money, not tryna debate
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
Yeah
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
Y'all doin' what they do, I'm just a one-on-one
Shoot a wall down, they hit you, they don't run it good
Feelin' spectacular, amazing, wonderful
Might buy her some brand new TVs 'cause she fuck me good
Tell that bitch a Dyson, look shorty suck me good
Blessings all up mommy, ain't got to knock on wood
I see her fuck loads like I'm playin' good
Took her and gave her right back, I ain't from the hood
'Fore hummed it up like that song that say Hollywood
Fuck her 'til I catch a Charlie horse
Green and gold on me like Mardi Gras (ice)
Wrist up, I'm steppin' on all of y'all
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
They already know how we comin'
We make it rain like magic on the money
Nigga be broke and bein' broke it ain't funny
Treat her like coal, run around with that, chummy
We rock diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
I shift for early and she jump me blind
That shit be showin', I can't see the time
I'm not no boss job, but I got the rhyme
Whine up that bitches and they screamin' stop
Can't call these bitches, these bitches ain't mine
I get on here and that boy make a deal
Bitch I'm the shit, got diamonds on my fist
Lost the insurance, the estate
Bent this shit up, got too much on my plate
Got the cheque on and they askin' my rate
Ain't got my money, not tryna debate
Runnin' my cheque, automatic, yeah
Gunners on me flyer than Aladdin, yeah
Bitch, I'm the nigga 'cause I said it, woah
Bugatti is a visible setting
Brand new coupe, this cock is hitting, offset
I done came up, got these niggas upset
Pussy boy sending threats while I'm getting sent jets
Big ballers, lotta ice, catch a bitch, seem wet, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Eliot Peter Phillip Dubock, Sean Michael Stein, Thaddeus Maurice Jr Williams
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