Prince

I feel like a prince it is almost my time,
Loui my buckle reflects and it shines
Bag me a hoe and she worth like a dime
She to obsessed like get off of my line
Pour me a liter, can't think of a rhyme
Gotta stay solo bitch I can not sign
Cause when it comes to the check
I need V's on my neck
And I can not fuck with them little lies
If he want beef bitch I'll pull up 5 guys
He ain't about shit bitch I gotta surprise
Hollo tips yeah, right at your thighs
Glock 26 penetrating your spine
Why he talk tuff in the kitchen he hide
Those red beams is stocking your eyes
Can't fuck with bitches these hoes is some spies

Got crystals on pistols I bag a lil hoe and she blow me like whistles, uh wow
Almost my time and we blowing like missiles blowing like missiles, uh wow
Gimme that top yeah talking about slob she eating me skittles, uh wow
This money ain't issues money ain't issues bitch we official, uh wow
My diamonds they dripping, yeah just like the shower
Puffing on what? I'm puffing on sour
Rolling that dank, yeah my shit is louder
Swimming in pussy like my name was Flounder

I feel like a prince it is almost my time,
Loui my buckle reflects and it shines
Bag me a hoe and she worth like a dime
She to obsessed like get off of my line
Pour me a liter, can't think of a rhyme
Gotta stay solo bitch I can not sign
Cause when it comes to the check
I need V's on my neck
And I can not fuck with them little lies

I feel like a prince it is almost my time, yeah
Bag me a hoe and she worth like a dime, a dime
Pour me a liter can't think of a rhyme, yeah
Gotta stay solo bitch I can not sign, yeah wow



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Writer(s): Luhh Rojas
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