Got Cinderella Lifted

Sorry my bad I swear it's usually business
The Motorola been jumping it's feeling just like Christmas
Joe said to be discreet we don't need no damn witness
And my homie got the glock
That's why he walking with the stiffness

Bitch I rolled up in it
Fuck you think
Shrimp Linguine pasta
Man they boxed it straight from Frank's
Dark skinned chick in a bikini from Burbank
Said her family's in some shit
She only smoking stank
I had visions
Shit that catch my interest
Shit that make me wanna tell my momma that I did it
Passing blessings down your way to let you know we in it
Send that addy down our way we goin' pull up photo finish

More money bags more money digits
Got to the plane forgot my ticket
Had a wild night Got Cinderella Lifted
Stuck on last night a nigga feeling twisted

One sided conversations I can't take it
Got me running around in places
In my mind I feel we really skipping basics
I feel if we work together then maybe baby we can make it
Darling you better answer quick cause right now I'm impatient
Tryna stay afloat man it got my mind racing
Blaise rolling woods a perfect picture ain't what we chasing
A green card they gave him
Cause they said my dawg was Haitian
So ghundomane don't need no type of narration

More money bags more money digits
Got to the plane forgot my ticket
Had a wild night Got Cinderella Lifted
Stuck on last night a nigga feeling twisted

Sorry my bad I swear it's usually business
The Motorola been jumping it's feeling just like Christmas
Joe said to be discreet we don't need no damn witness
And my homie got the glock
That's why he walking with the stiffness



Credits
Writer(s): Jose García
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