ONE BAG
One bag
Two transfers
Three plans
Pause, observe
Juicy doesn't swear he doesn't say no bad slurs and
When you addressing in texting gotta say sir yeah
Cause now I'm swimming in paper
Liquor pools full added with some flavor
Even got some cake, but, I'm not a baker
Wait huh, extra icing, shit, she got an extra layer
Third one in the hall of fame
Hot one, and she's hard to tame
I got a picture of her ass, but she's not the same
She putting all those other bitches in the hall of shame huh
Now on the road we ain't got no time to waste
Threw a dice roll, she got the perfect waist
I've been eating good cause I like the way she taste
Titty playing should I smack them across my face, woah
Now unhear that let's put that sus shit I mentioned past me
If we link up now I don't think you will know the past me
Last me, used to smoke up around in the pantry, happy
Key lime in my hand, but OGs not around me
Now I realized people acting funny so take it slow
People creeping creaking the floors on their tippy toes
Claiming to be nice and innocent, it never shows
Claiming to be wise and vigilant but you're the crow
One bag
Two transfers
Three plans
Pause, observe
Juicy doesn't swear he doesn't say no bad slurs and
When you addressing in texting gotta say sir yeah
Cause now I'm swimming in paper
Liquor pools full added with some flavor
Even got some cake bitch I'm not a baker
Wait huh, extra icing, shit, she got an extra layer
Yeah I've been doing good I've been doing so well
The sun's been shining it ain't hard to fucking tell
I don't pick my phone nuh
Leave it at the tone uh
Say something I don't know uh
Just trying get known uh
I just want a lambo truck and take it for a ride
Got sunglasses on with some chains on my side
Empty back seats, we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Hit for the stars, got the tides, but now I'm on a
Spaceship, I'm not really famous
So I can't say shit, but let's face it
I'm not really basic, I get shit, I chase it
I will get that bounty till the day that I make it
Now let me put some high top J diors
I like silver when I wear a neck, ring it goes cold
If there is red and white wine, don't say nothing I'm sold
But now we don't do that smoke and shit no more
Two transfers
Three plans
Pause, observe
Juicy doesn't swear he doesn't say no bad slurs and
When you addressing in texting gotta say sir yeah
Cause now I'm swimming in paper
Liquor pools full added with some flavor
Even got some cake, but, I'm not a baker
Wait huh, extra icing, shit, she got an extra layer
Third one in the hall of fame
Hot one, and she's hard to tame
I got a picture of her ass, but she's not the same
She putting all those other bitches in the hall of shame huh
Now on the road we ain't got no time to waste
Threw a dice roll, she got the perfect waist
I've been eating good cause I like the way she taste
Titty playing should I smack them across my face, woah
Now unhear that let's put that sus shit I mentioned past me
If we link up now I don't think you will know the past me
Last me, used to smoke up around in the pantry, happy
Key lime in my hand, but OGs not around me
Now I realized people acting funny so take it slow
People creeping creaking the floors on their tippy toes
Claiming to be nice and innocent, it never shows
Claiming to be wise and vigilant but you're the crow
One bag
Two transfers
Three plans
Pause, observe
Juicy doesn't swear he doesn't say no bad slurs and
When you addressing in texting gotta say sir yeah
Cause now I'm swimming in paper
Liquor pools full added with some flavor
Even got some cake bitch I'm not a baker
Wait huh, extra icing, shit, she got an extra layer
Yeah I've been doing good I've been doing so well
The sun's been shining it ain't hard to fucking tell
I don't pick my phone nuh
Leave it at the tone uh
Say something I don't know uh
Just trying get known uh
I just want a lambo truck and take it for a ride
Got sunglasses on with some chains on my side
Empty back seats, we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Hit for the stars, got the tides, but now I'm on a
Spaceship, I'm not really famous
So I can't say shit, but let's face it
I'm not really basic, I get shit, I chase it
I will get that bounty till the day that I make it
Now let me put some high top J diors
I like silver when I wear a neck, ring it goes cold
If there is red and white wine, don't say nothing I'm sold
But now we don't do that smoke and shit no more
Credits
Writer(s): Nojus Eringis
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