Pure
IanoBeatz
Mayyzo
Loesoe going crazy
Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can't trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don't wanna be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I'm tryna be pure but this world is so phony
I told you don't leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus
I just pulled up in a Hellcat at the dungeon
Yellow diamond pinky ring like a Funyun
Yes, I can make your shit tear, no onions
Pulled in the night bet it spend some 'bout money
I tried the Benz but the Rolls Royce goin' dummy
This Prada jacket had you proud for nothin'
She hop in my bed, and we went beyond
I'm proud of her head, she proud of my money
You pussy lil' niggas get drilled, no army
What's in my cup same color as Barney
Matter fact, I need the plug or the pharmacy
My ho gon' hop out that closet, no Narnia
Guess that she bi, I guess it's the money
Got blue like the skies, ain't talking 'bout hundreds
Niggas talking beef, we gon' pull up like we hunting
Got the Noah's Ark AP on, I'm flooded
Niggas not even ready for this discussion
She gon' give me head 'til I get a concussion
Baby on my motherfuckin' skin like lotion
Pop a Percocet now I'm movin' slow motion
Everything I do is real golden
All these hoes know that I'm chosen
Know I am the wave, no ocean
Got my ex bitch trying to get a token
Tryna call me every time, boy, you broken
Got big racks on me, yeah, stuffed crust
Yeah, I don't even pass, only puff-puff
I just gon' blow gas, that's yes-yes
Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can't trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don't wanna be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I'm tryna be pure but this world is so phony
I told you don't leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus
Mayyzo
Loesoe going crazy
Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can't trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don't wanna be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I'm tryna be pure but this world is so phony
I told you don't leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus
I just pulled up in a Hellcat at the dungeon
Yellow diamond pinky ring like a Funyun
Yes, I can make your shit tear, no onions
Pulled in the night bet it spend some 'bout money
I tried the Benz but the Rolls Royce goin' dummy
This Prada jacket had you proud for nothin'
She hop in my bed, and we went beyond
I'm proud of her head, she proud of my money
You pussy lil' niggas get drilled, no army
What's in my cup same color as Barney
Matter fact, I need the plug or the pharmacy
My ho gon' hop out that closet, no Narnia
Guess that she bi, I guess it's the money
Got blue like the skies, ain't talking 'bout hundreds
Niggas talking beef, we gon' pull up like we hunting
Got the Noah's Ark AP on, I'm flooded
Niggas not even ready for this discussion
She gon' give me head 'til I get a concussion
Baby on my motherfuckin' skin like lotion
Pop a Percocet now I'm movin' slow motion
Everything I do is real golden
All these hoes know that I'm chosen
Know I am the wave, no ocean
Got my ex bitch trying to get a token
Tryna call me every time, boy, you broken
Got big racks on me, yeah, stuffed crust
Yeah, I don't even pass, only puff-puff
I just gon' blow gas, that's yes-yes
Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can't trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don't wanna be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I'm tryna be pure but this world is so phony
I told you don't leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus
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