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Got a bad lil mama and she rollin' in the coupe
Counting guap in my hand and you know it's all blue
Come and throw it for a band, girl throw it for the crew
And you told me I'm the man, but you want to know the truth I (Wanna know that)
Really aint' the type you want to play with
Face it, she was looking nice when I came in
Got some guap in my bag said she want to come taste it
Now I'm rollin' in this bitch I'm faded

Bitch I'm with it yeah
Know I do it big I'm in this shit to win it yeah (Yeah)
Michael Phelps with the money I been swimming in it
Ain't a scrimmage cause I got it and these bitches wishing woah
My life a movie but lil shawty it ain't fake (Nah)
Hopping out the S-Class feeling great (Feeling great)
Looking too bad, but you know I play it safe
Lil mama can't wait
On my debit we gon' have to run it up
Don't be blowin' strong but my homies blunted up
Pull up on that bitch, we don't really give a fuck
And we getting to the buck
And I came up from the Wood so you know I love them sluts (Love it yeah)
Dropping hits so I had to run it up (Run it up)
Off a bean yeah she gon' call me up
Cause I know that lil mama wanna love

Got a bad lil mama and she rollin' in the coupe
Counting guap in my hand and you know it's all blue
Come and throw it for a band, girl throw it for the crew
And you told me I'm the man, but you want to know the truth I (Wanna know that)
Really aint' the type you want to play with
Face it, she was looking nice when I came in
Got some guap in my bag said she want to come taste it
Now I'm rollin' in this bitch I'm faded



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Writer(s): Nick Moleta
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