Fiend
She a feind
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
Soakin cuz I rock the rose gold
Goin to the top who gon fold
We been out all night she done froze
I think it was my ice Im so cold
Tried to make her sit wit me, whoa
Beauty in a symphony when we alone
I dont think she get the peace, no
She say "dont get rid of me", yo
Now she tryna stay, tella im not tryna play
If you say you down, then come hop up in my wraith
Take you to the crib, spend the night we in LA
Now she makin sounds, we not sleepin anyways
I might have to take her home, whoa
Continental Bentley, take it down the road
She say she dont wanna leave, no
I know if she stay, then that means
She a feind
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
To much money, I done sprayed on the bitches
Feelin so fly like my country
Why you weighin on me you could never break me down, yeah
Cash only on my mind
All my niggas comin wit the glock o 9, yeah
Hit the Rolls Royce we gon ride
Patek never never never tell the time
Jozi bitches bangin imma make her mine
Who gon try dont waste my time
My girl, she so fine
Dada Good Blood, thats my name
Yeah BMC, yeah thats my team
Yeah we makin money, thats the moto dream
(Moto dream, moto dream)
That's the moto dream
Shorty shorty shorty she a fiend
She a feind
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
Soakin cuz I rock the rose gold
Goin to the top who gon fold
We been out all night she done froze
I think it was my ice Im so cold
Tried to make her sit wit me, whoa
Beauty in a symphony when we alone
I dont think she get the peace, no
She say "dont get rid of me", yo
Now she tryna stay, tella im not tryna play
If you say you down, then come hop up in my wraith
Take you to the crib, spend the night we in LA
Now she makin sounds, we not sleepin anyways
I might have to take her home, whoa
Continental Bentley, take it down the road
She say she dont wanna leave, no
I know if she stay, then that means
She a feind
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
To much money, I done sprayed on the bitches
Feelin so fly like my country
Why you weighin on me you could never break me down, yeah
Cash only on my mind
All my niggas comin wit the glock o 9, yeah
Hit the Rolls Royce we gon ride
Patek never never never tell the time
Jozi bitches bangin imma make her mine
Who gon try dont waste my time
My girl, she so fine
Dada Good Blood, thats my name
Yeah BMC, yeah thats my team
Yeah we makin money, thats the moto dream
(Moto dream, moto dream)
That's the moto dream
Shorty shorty shorty she a fiend
She a feind
Trippin off the lean
Buy expensive things
Everything she sees
Diamonds on a necklace
She gon need the bling
Shorty actin reckless
But she on the team
Say He a fiend
Smokin up the gas
Then the nigga fuckin leaves
Reppin up the trap
But dont move a fuckin thing
First she use to laugh
Cuz I neva had a thing
Now she throw it back
Cuz lil shorty is a fiend
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Writer(s): Yoseph Rivera
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