Mochi
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
Gabby!
Whatever you want bitch we got what you need
The pack just touched down, what you need Celine
My niggas got the mochi, I ain't talking ice cream
Niggas boogie now only smoke designer weed
Niggas up now and we blowing them hunnits
Now the bad bitches they come by the dozens
Still ain't wifing niggas you won't catch me cuffin
Them blues, hunnits, only thing that I'm loving
Them blues, them hunnits, only thing that I care about
I'm not your bitch so don't ask me my whereabouts
Shaking that ass on ig do it for clout.
Hottest bitch rappin in the streets without a doubt
My leg in Atlanta be saying I'm hell
Bad lil bitch wit a tan caramel
His brain so dumb he ain't go to cornell
I be wooing your bitch, I be smooth like Maxwell
Wooing your bitch so smooth like a pimp
I aint smokin blunts under .5 you a skimp
All this ice on me is costing your rent
I aint eatin mcdonalds, only lobster and shrimp
You a pussy little boy damn your ass is a wimp
Thinking I'm sweet bitch you got me bent
I might do a drive by I pull up with the tint
I put 10 band on your head that's a good check spent
Whatever you want bitch we got what you need
The pack just touched down, what you need Celine
My niggas got the mochi, I ain't talking ice cream
Niggas boogie now only smoke designer weed
Niggas up now and we blowing them hunnits
Now the bad bitches they come by the dozens
Still ain't wifing niggas you won't catch me cuffin
Them blues, hunnits, only thing that I'm loving
Gabby!
Whatever you want bitch we got what you need
The pack just touched down, what you need Celine
My niggas got the mochi, I ain't talking ice cream
Niggas boogie now only smoke designer weed
Niggas up now and we blowing them hunnits
Now the bad bitches they come by the dozens
Still ain't wifing niggas you won't catch me cuffin
Them blues, hunnits, only thing that I'm loving
Them blues, them hunnits, only thing that I care about
I'm not your bitch so don't ask me my whereabouts
Shaking that ass on ig do it for clout.
Hottest bitch rappin in the streets without a doubt
My leg in Atlanta be saying I'm hell
Bad lil bitch wit a tan caramel
His brain so dumb he ain't go to cornell
I be wooing your bitch, I be smooth like Maxwell
Wooing your bitch so smooth like a pimp
I aint smokin blunts under .5 you a skimp
All this ice on me is costing your rent
I aint eatin mcdonalds, only lobster and shrimp
You a pussy little boy damn your ass is a wimp
Thinking I'm sweet bitch you got me bent
I might do a drive by I pull up with the tint
I put 10 band on your head that's a good check spent
Whatever you want bitch we got what you need
The pack just touched down, what you need Celine
My niggas got the mochi, I ain't talking ice cream
Niggas boogie now only smoke designer weed
Niggas up now and we blowing them hunnits
Now the bad bitches they come by the dozens
Still ain't wifing niggas you won't catch me cuffin
Them blues, hunnits, only thing that I'm loving
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Writer(s): Gabrielle Henderson
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