WeCanGetGum

Feelin' like Parlae
I lean and I rock (rock)
Chrome out shorty, bitch knock if you buck
Like hoes in the club with stilettos, I got pumps
Steppin' like fable if a problem poppin' up (wha'?)

Straight from the dirt road, got it out of the mud (mud)
Your man is a pussy, baby, he ain't no thug (no)
Connected like 5G, better bite your tongue (ah)
Mouth full of blood, BONES creepin' out the cut (yeah)

White motherfucker lookin' like seventh Heaven
90210, hair back like I'm Dylan
Step in my session, I'ma turn in to a felon
I didn't wanna do it, but a voice said, "Get 'em"

Get it, got it good, now I'm chillin'
Uncle Jessie with the 'fetti Stop, roadside kick it
LED digits, brushed steel finished
Either way you weigh it out, BONES be the illest

Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Daniel Duran
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