Ouu (feat. YVNG PA$$ION)
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bitch I bought this drip just to drown my sorrow
Livin fa today ain't no tomorrow
Sip away the pain yea we empty out the bottle
Now we livin life and we livin full throttle
Yeah lemme pop my shit, talk my shit
Yeah and you know that me motha fuckin lit
I mean shit just look at my wrist
I mean shit just look at my bitch
Blastoff to the moon
New whip go zoom
Iced out like ouu
Money it's blue
Blastoff to the moon
New whip go zoom
Baddest in the room
Attracted to blues
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Cookie got me feelin right
I'm staying so fuckin high
In the clouds I'm takin flight
My bitch wanna spend the night
So I told her to come over
She know I ain't sober
She rolled up my doja and I killed it like a soldier
Shawty you a dime and you stay up on my mind yeah
Told me you would ride so I had to make you mine yeah
Show you a good time lemme hit it from behind yeah
You a ride or die girl you make me wanna wife ya
Chasin that bag and I never stop (I get the bag I get the bag)
In my new whip and I'm gettin top (I am the man I am the man)
Chasin that bag and I never stop (I get the bag I get the bag)
In my new whip and I'm gettin top (I am the man I am the man)
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
She use my lyrics as her caption
Gettin this bag yeah never cappin
Money comin in talkin no fraction
Shawty throw it back got her ass clapping
She pull up talkin bout action
Get that mouth workin lip smacking
Deep in her sea and I'm the captain
Yeah Gettin my dollas off my backend
Now I Gotta social distance from that broke shit
Money over everything fuck that hoe shit
Bitches sucking dick for them new kicks
And they fakin love talking devil Cupid
Now I gotta social distance from that broke shit
Money over everything fuck that hoe shit
Bitches sucking dick for them new kicks
And they fakin love talking devil Cupid
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bitch I bought this drip just to drown my sorrow
Livin fa today ain't no tomorrow
Sip away the pain yea we empty out the bottle
Now we livin life and we livin full throttle
Yeah lemme pop my shit, talk my shit
Yeah and you know that me motha fuckin lit
I mean shit just look at my wrist
I mean shit just look at my bitch
Blastoff to the moon
New whip go zoom
Iced out like ouu
Money it's blue
Blastoff to the moon
New whip go zoom
Baddest in the room
Attracted to blues
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Cookie got me feelin right
I'm staying so fuckin high
In the clouds I'm takin flight
My bitch wanna spend the night
So I told her to come over
She know I ain't sober
She rolled up my doja and I killed it like a soldier
Shawty you a dime and you stay up on my mind yeah
Told me you would ride so I had to make you mine yeah
Show you a good time lemme hit it from behind yeah
You a ride or die girl you make me wanna wife ya
Chasin that bag and I never stop (I get the bag I get the bag)
In my new whip and I'm gettin top (I am the man I am the man)
Chasin that bag and I never stop (I get the bag I get the bag)
In my new whip and I'm gettin top (I am the man I am the man)
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
Bad bitch, ouu
New whip, zoom
Iced out, ouu
Money, it's blue
She use my lyrics as her caption
Gettin this bag yeah never cappin
Money comin in talkin no fraction
Shawty throw it back got her ass clapping
She pull up talkin bout action
Get that mouth workin lip smacking
Deep in her sea and I'm the captain
Yeah Gettin my dollas off my backend
Now I Gotta social distance from that broke shit
Money over everything fuck that hoe shit
Bitches sucking dick for them new kicks
And they fakin love talking devil Cupid
Now I gotta social distance from that broke shit
Money over everything fuck that hoe shit
Bitches sucking dick for them new kicks
And they fakin love talking devil Cupid
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Knutson Jr
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