47
Don't mind me, I just pulled up in a benz
I was fucking with your girl
Now I'm fucking with your ex
Cuz I just stole that hoe
Like I did to all the rest
I ain't got a lotta muscle but you know I'm gonna flex
Got these diamonds on my chain
These diamonds on my wrist
I got a lotta ice you can call me mr drip
If you looking at my chains
I might just hit a lick
You can call me 47 I ain't ever gonna miss
I just shot my shot
I know it's gonna hit
Overused line but I'm feeling like pippen
Feeling like 50
Cuz you know the boy pimpin
I be in the club while your girl is in my mentions
I be working hard while you bitches be resting
I'm grinding everyday
I ain't ever take a break
Counting all my bitches
Fame is on the way
Do quote me cuz I mean what I say
I can save ya life
You can call me the fray
You should call me 'natra cuz I do shit my way
You better watch out
Get the fuck out my face
Im taking shots and a bitch hella wasted
Popped a couple tabs a bitch hella faded
I'm spitting facts and a bitch hella hated
I'm chasing bags
I'm hella motivated
I'm gonna shine
Bitch call me a star
Got a shiny wrist and a hella nice car
Like the chains on my neck
Yeah bitch I go hard
Just like you, kid
I'ma go far
Just rolled two
Bitch catch me in the stars
Walking with the legends
I can't really fuck with y'all
They was talking every second
Now it's really fuck em all
I was fucking with your girl
Now I'm fucking with your ex
Cuz I just stole that hoe
Like I did to all the rest
I ain't got a lotta muscle but you know I'm gonna flex
Got these diamonds on my chain
These diamonds on my wrist
I got a lotta ice you can call me mr drip
If you looking at my chains
I might just hit a lick
You can call me 47 I ain't ever gonna miss
I just shot my shot
I know it's gonna hit
Overused line but I'm feeling like pippen
Feeling like 50
Cuz you know the boy pimpin
I be in the club while your girl is in my mentions
I be working hard while you bitches be resting
I'm grinding everyday
I ain't ever take a break
Counting all my bitches
Fame is on the way
Do quote me cuz I mean what I say
I can save ya life
You can call me the fray
You should call me 'natra cuz I do shit my way
You better watch out
Get the fuck out my face
Im taking shots and a bitch hella wasted
Popped a couple tabs a bitch hella faded
I'm spitting facts and a bitch hella hated
I'm chasing bags
I'm hella motivated
I'm gonna shine
Bitch call me a star
Got a shiny wrist and a hella nice car
Like the chains on my neck
Yeah bitch I go hard
Just like you, kid
I'ma go far
Just rolled two
Bitch catch me in the stars
Walking with the legends
I can't really fuck with y'all
They was talking every second
Now it's really fuck em all
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Writer(s): Kevin Peet
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