BBH
Move in silence let that motherfucking money talk
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
I been told you that I'm on my Latin shit
Already told you that I'm out here getting rich
This shit make me wanna go and fly to Cuba
This shit make me wanna go and and find Tupac
First Class on that Red Tail Plane
I'm Obsessing with the bag like I'm moving cocaine
Bitches all up on my dick cause they fucking with the fame
I just pulled up round the corner in that Big Body Range
Red Black and Yellow Stones all up on my teeth
Yeah, I put the flag on my teeth
Saw you try to claim that girl but she belongs to the streets
And I feel like Lonzo Ball when I pass her to the team
Move in silence let that motherfucking money talk
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
Debut for the like gold like Pickett
Fuck that now I'm trynna be Pippen
6 rings on the winning team
I bust the Louis Belt
On the denim jeans
20 years I'm fucking bored with this
Just watching how like Aubrey lives
On some story shit
When I'm rich I'm on some dory shit
Stacking up my rings like Horry did
4 story crib
I wanna 2 kilo chain
Fuck it gimmie a bussdown range
With the murdered out seats
Like I murder these beats
Always dripping with the Ice
Cause I'm coming with the heat
Move in silence let that motherfucking money talk
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
I been told you that I'm on my Latin shit
Already told you that I'm out here getting rich
This shit make me wanna go and fly to Cuba
This shit make me wanna go and and find Tupac
First Class on that Red Tail Plane
I'm Obsessing with the bag like I'm moving cocaine
Bitches all up on my dick cause they fucking with the fame
I just pulled up round the corner in that Big Body Range
Red Black and Yellow Stones all up on my teeth
Yeah, I put the flag on my teeth
Saw you try to claim that girl but she belongs to the streets
And I feel like Lonzo Ball when I pass her to the team
Move in silence let that motherfucking money talk
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
Debut for the like gold like Pickett
Fuck that now I'm trynna be Pippen
6 rings on the winning team
I bust the Louis Belt
On the denim jeans
20 years I'm fucking bored with this
Just watching how like Aubrey lives
On some story shit
When I'm rich I'm on some dory shit
Stacking up my rings like Horry did
4 story crib
I wanna 2 kilo chain
Fuck it gimmie a bussdown range
With the murdered out seats
Like I murder these beats
Always dripping with the Ice
Cause I'm coming with the heat
Move in silence let that motherfucking money talk
Take the pen to the Wishlist cross it off
(Cross it off)
I just want all the chains
I want the crowd to start screaming my name
I want a Spanish Bitch
I want a Latin Bitch
I want a Lightskin mamacita with the ass and shit
I don't counterfeit
You can count my fit
All you gonna see is designer with a heavy wrist
Credits
Writer(s): Jayden Oakley
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