White Tee
Too much money on me skinny pants pockets stuffy
BB Simons belt red stones shit flooded
Diors on 1300 for these bloodies
I 95 in a foreign gettin duffy
I took his bitch to Barton G's he took his bitch to Duffys
Took a nigga cheeks he mad but he ain't gone touch me
Wrecked alotta cheek so my bitch don't trust me
I told that bitch to bool out I fuck witchu you lucky
Had to cop a foreign I got tired of the renties
Remember we was living in the hood riding jitneys
I just left target walked out was six giffies
Brand new chicken out the grease my shit is crispy
Drum on a stick I will give yo ass a six piece
What I spent a day niggas be saving up for six weeks
Hit Bal Harbour I just spend a fucking salary
Be in that bitch so much I know them people tired of me
I be swiping in the stores even though all is cash on me
Be in designer so much I wear that shit casually
Don't be on the wrong block my niggas turn you to a casualty
He got a bad mouth we take them out just like a cavity
You won't see no cavities all gold on my teeth
Niggas bold on the outside but bitches underneath
Spin your block we don't see you outside we doubling back for weeks
Up late night catching force while they sleep
Glitch God bitch I make a thousand by the blink
Gave my bitch a couple thousand for her wig and her minks
Getting money so filet mignon the only time I beef
Fucking yo bitch by mistake we bonin like T
All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr T
Pay 500 for a Prada white tee
Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tea
I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee
Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee
Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee
All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr. T
Pay 500 for a Prada white tee
Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tee
I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee
Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee
Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee
BB Simons belt red stones shit flooded
Diors on 1300 for these bloodies
I 95 in a foreign gettin duffy
I took his bitch to Barton G's he took his bitch to Duffys
Took a nigga cheeks he mad but he ain't gone touch me
Wrecked alotta cheek so my bitch don't trust me
I told that bitch to bool out I fuck witchu you lucky
Had to cop a foreign I got tired of the renties
Remember we was living in the hood riding jitneys
I just left target walked out was six giffies
Brand new chicken out the grease my shit is crispy
Drum on a stick I will give yo ass a six piece
What I spent a day niggas be saving up for six weeks
Hit Bal Harbour I just spend a fucking salary
Be in that bitch so much I know them people tired of me
I be swiping in the stores even though all is cash on me
Be in designer so much I wear that shit casually
Don't be on the wrong block my niggas turn you to a casualty
He got a bad mouth we take them out just like a cavity
You won't see no cavities all gold on my teeth
Niggas bold on the outside but bitches underneath
Spin your block we don't see you outside we doubling back for weeks
Up late night catching force while they sleep
Glitch God bitch I make a thousand by the blink
Gave my bitch a couple thousand for her wig and her minks
Getting money so filet mignon the only time I beef
Fucking yo bitch by mistake we bonin like T
All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr T
Pay 500 for a Prada white tee
Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tea
I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee
Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee
Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee
All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr. T
Pay 500 for a Prada white tee
Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tee
I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee
Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee
Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee
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Writer(s): Cedrick Mchenry
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