atMYshow
Yo bitch at my show
Yo bitch at my show
Yo bitch at my show
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Helping my fam I don't take as a game
Show disrespect and I got you with aim
Yuh
Ain't no one to blame but yourself
I stay down I'm focused on wealth
I gotta take care my health, my family, I got ya bitch in her jammies
Bumping my shit we be jamming
She like, baby you outstanding
She like, baby you outlandish
October got em in a panic
All these bad bitches dancing
All these bad bitches dancing ohhh
Ay
All on me, yeah
Yo girl on E, yeah
I'm about to roll my weed
Yeah
Bitch roll my splee, yeah
Grabba no leaf, yeah
I'm not joking
Ho don't push my buttons please yeah
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
(Woahhh)
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Come with October that's two times the aim
We are not missing we aim at ya brain
Leave you so bad leave your ass with a cane
Taking your bread copping Cartier frames
Yeah
Ay
Slo mo
For the promo
Shawty suck dick on the go pro
I been on the road I been going far
I been on the road I been going far
I can't find myself so I been pouring this drink up
Told that lil' bitch lets link up
Told that lil' bitch lets link
You not my boo you my stink
Please!
It's not a school night and I been a good girl
Just one night of happiness that's all I ask
But, What if you get your dress dirty?
Thank you Grandmother
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Helping my fam I don't take as a game
Show disrespect and I got you with aim
Yuh
Yo bitch at my show
Yo bitch at my show
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Helping my fam I don't take as a game
Show disrespect and I got you with aim
Yuh
Ain't no one to blame but yourself
I stay down I'm focused on wealth
I gotta take care my health, my family, I got ya bitch in her jammies
Bumping my shit we be jamming
She like, baby you outstanding
She like, baby you outlandish
October got em in a panic
All these bad bitches dancing
All these bad bitches dancing ohhh
Ay
All on me, yeah
Yo girl on E, yeah
I'm about to roll my weed
Yeah
Bitch roll my splee, yeah
Grabba no leaf, yeah
I'm not joking
Ho don't push my buttons please yeah
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
(Woahhh)
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Come with October that's two times the aim
We are not missing we aim at ya brain
Leave you so bad leave your ass with a cane
Taking your bread copping Cartier frames
Yeah
Ay
Slo mo
For the promo
Shawty suck dick on the go pro
I been on the road I been going far
I been on the road I been going far
I can't find myself so I been pouring this drink up
Told that lil' bitch lets link up
Told that lil' bitch lets link
You not my boo you my stink
Please!
It's not a school night and I been a good girl
Just one night of happiness that's all I ask
But, What if you get your dress dirty?
Thank you Grandmother
Yo bitch at my show
In the front row
Yea we locking eyes
I'm on go mode
Oh she go wild
On my beecho
And I'm smoking za
Smoking churros
Yeah
Smoke with the gang
Making the moves we got money to claim
I got some money to claim
I'm thanking God don't care bout the fame
Helping my fam I don't take as a game
Show disrespect and I got you with aim
Yuh
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