Violet

Gold rollie, everyone staring
Make me feel like these hoes know me

I peel out my pockets for bitches then vanish on em cause I'm good by my lonely
E leave me floating, can't stand up I feel like a ghost
Sales like a boat, my pockets be holding the most

Everything in violet, scar the back of my eyelids
4's in double cups, pour another one
Hoes still jumpin on my dick
One of five in my telephone
Bitches calling I'm never home
Made my money go times ten
Benjamins just keep piling



Credits
Writer(s): Reece Angelo
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