*2Thesky*
I do it for real
You do it fa show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
I do it for real
You do it for show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never uh
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Yeah yeah yeah
Dovey in this bitch right now
Yeah we kickin shit
Keep bobbin yo head to the beat
I know you feel this shit
Keep stackin yo paper to the top
Until you gettin rich
Never worry bout a vibe or a hoe
Never trust these niggas
Cause these niggas hate for sure
And im never ever gone stop
Until the crib got elevator doors
Wit some crystal chandeliers
And some granite on the floor
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
I do it fareal
You do it fa show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
You do it fa show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
I do it for real
You do it for show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never uh
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Cool off cool off
Yeah im hot as hell
Yeah yeah yeah
Dovey in this bitch right now
Yeah we kickin shit
Keep bobbin yo head to the beat
I know you feel this shit
Keep stackin yo paper to the top
Until you gettin rich
Never worry bout a vibe or a hoe
Never trust these niggas
Cause these niggas hate for sure
And im never ever gone stop
Until the crib got elevator doors
Wit some crystal chandeliers
And some granite on the floor
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im bad
Yeah dat bitch talmbout im rad
I aint never
Ugh
I aint never ever had dis many bands
Might have to use these racks just like a fan
Yeah
I do it fareal
You do it fa show
You already know
How this shit go
They switch up they fold
Keep ya head to the sky
Keep ya eyes on the road
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Writer(s): Aubry Orr
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