BGC

(Island with the cash, like Diego)
(Bankroll got it, ha-ha) (Julia)

Blueface, baby, yeah, alright
Fuck with me, opportunity of a life
I got bitches at the house, they ready to fight, yeah, alright
No to-go boxes, bring me the check
Legs and thighs, I don't care for the breasts
No kizzy, put these diamonds straight to the test

Young rich nigga got a whole lotta dollars
Bad bitch with me, she a IG model
She won't drink, I ain't got no bottle
Told her get up on her knees, I'ma go full throttle (oh-ooh)
Shawty get wet when she drive this boat
Shivering when she comes, she ain't got no coat
Got a 44 and this Dior tote
I be all up in her mouth, she ain't got no throat

You niggas better know better
We don't know no better
These records finna break these records
Projected more paper than a pay projector
She got a nigga, but we look better together
I don't know who need to hear this, but, nigga, forget her
You sweating the bitch, I just got her a sweater
Once a good girl go bad forever
Can't get her back, you gotta let her go (go, go-go, go-go)
Hoes only hang with hoes, drive the boat on the road (road-road, road-road)
Rippin' and running through a bitch stomach
We don't press no charges, bitch, we press a button
Push to start, came from pushing a bucket
Fourth and long, I'm sliding, you niggas punting
I'm pulling a front, you niggas is fronting (oh, oh)

Young rich-young rich-young rich nigga got a whole lotta dollars
Bad bitch with me, she a IG model (oh-ooh)
She won't drink, I ain't got no bottle
Told her get up on her knees, I'ma go full throttle (oh-ooh)
Shawty get wet when she drive this boat
Shivering when she comes, she ain't got no coat
Got a .44 and this Dior tote
I be all up in her mouth, she ain't got no throat

Throat-throat-throat
G-O-A-T, she fucking a G.O.A.T
You's a yes man, I'm telling her no
Can't control me, I'm not a remote
Control your kids, baby, tell 'em to go
They don't need to know they mama's a hoe
That might be why I keep on falling for these hoes
If I want her right now she gon' get on the floor
If I tell her to go she gon' go with the flow
When I walk out the store, they gon' think that I stole
So many bags, we need help to the door (oh-ooh)

I don't be loving these hoes
They try to trap me, I'm never gon' fold
I hit it once then I turn to a ghost
Dunking on cookie and getting the dough
I had a million when I had a fro'
Been getting money, this shit getting old
Don't speak on shit that you don't even know
You know how it go

Young rich nigga got a whole lotta dollars
Bad bitch with me, she a IG model (oh-ooh)
She won't drink, I ain't got no bottle
Told her get up on her knees, I'ma go full throttle (oh-ooh)
Shawty get wet when she drive this boat
Shivering when she comes, she ain't got no coat
Got a .44 and this Dior tote
I be all up in her mouth, she ain't got no throat

Blueface, baby, yeah, alright
Fuck with me, opportunity of a life
I got bitches at the house, they ready to fight, yeah, alright
No to-go boxes, bring me the check
Legs and thighs, I don't care for the breasts
No kizzy, put these diamonds straight to the test



Credits
Writer(s): Diego Avendano, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, Inconnu Compisiteur Auteur
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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