Fazio
Aye
Gee
Watch out
Aye
My dog rock a chain with no leash
(Nah) I can't save no bitch that ain't peach
(Aye) I make that shit clear like kapeesh
My shawty hella thick need double seats
Too much to grip, need Balenciaga cleats
Yeah, Cashout on Shelby, this ain't no lease
When She looking like a snack I eat that peach
Young nigga live that life I dont preach
You do the least, Type of op to call police
You snake, poppin all that bullshit in my face
Bitch you fake
Now they wanna link because neck look like a lake
Man the world is really sick I'm trynna just illustrate
You imitate
Bunch phonies on yo page
Rock a 30 dollar chain and wannabe center stage
We don't need to cap
Nah we don't need to play
I still put gold up on her neck
If she lose interest today
Issa wraith
Make the chauffeur give me space (Skrrr)
While lil mama give me face
Hit the gas, we outer space
How you do it? (Damn)
You live the dream but it ain't lucid (Nah)
I Been through shit
And y'all just drug my name right through it (Ah... uh... uh... uh)
My dog rock a chain with no leash (Ellianté)
Nah I can't save no bitch that ain't peach (Hell nah)
Aye I make that shit clear like capeesh (Like capeesh)
My shawty hella thick need double seats (and new jeans)
Too much to grip, need Balenciaga cleats
Yeah, Cashout on Shelby, this ain't no lease (Broke bitch)
When She looking like a snack I eat that peach (nah fo'real)
Young nigga live that life I dont preach
You do the least, type of op to call police
Stop playing
Gee
Watch out
Aye
My dog rock a chain with no leash
(Nah) I can't save no bitch that ain't peach
(Aye) I make that shit clear like kapeesh
My shawty hella thick need double seats
Too much to grip, need Balenciaga cleats
Yeah, Cashout on Shelby, this ain't no lease
When She looking like a snack I eat that peach
Young nigga live that life I dont preach
You do the least, Type of op to call police
You snake, poppin all that bullshit in my face
Bitch you fake
Now they wanna link because neck look like a lake
Man the world is really sick I'm trynna just illustrate
You imitate
Bunch phonies on yo page
Rock a 30 dollar chain and wannabe center stage
We don't need to cap
Nah we don't need to play
I still put gold up on her neck
If she lose interest today
Issa wraith
Make the chauffeur give me space (Skrrr)
While lil mama give me face
Hit the gas, we outer space
How you do it? (Damn)
You live the dream but it ain't lucid (Nah)
I Been through shit
And y'all just drug my name right through it (Ah... uh... uh... uh)
My dog rock a chain with no leash (Ellianté)
Nah I can't save no bitch that ain't peach (Hell nah)
Aye I make that shit clear like capeesh (Like capeesh)
My shawty hella thick need double seats (and new jeans)
Too much to grip, need Balenciaga cleats
Yeah, Cashout on Shelby, this ain't no lease (Broke bitch)
When She looking like a snack I eat that peach (nah fo'real)
Young nigga live that life I dont preach
You do the least, type of op to call police
Stop playing
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Writer(s): Simeon Malcom
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