Shelove
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Woah
Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Aye, She love
She love
She love new designer
She love
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She love loyal riders
She love
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She love a provider
She be tryin' to get lit, okay
She love an igniter
She love
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Aye, look at my wrist
Bitch you know it flood
I ain't always been this clean
But now I'm cleaner than a sud
Don't know what the opps are shooting
But I think they duds
If they shoot, we shooting back
Bitch we ready to spill some blood
Don't you worry about what's in my cup
'Cause you already know what's up
I've been serving packs all day
Finally got the fiends to shut up
Haters be so damn mad that I'm on they TV
They're so ridiculous
But it's 'cause they wanna be me
Who's at the door?
It's just the plug with some more
Baby smell the pack, it's pure
Toke it 'till our lungs are sore
Now we layin' back, chilling
Ain't no fuckin' better feeling
I gotta strap for every finger
RIP Kobe
Shooting all day, every night
Flashing like Adobe
Take his chains and jewelry
Use it as a trophy
All that Insta talk ain't shit
You know his ass a phony, yeah
Aye, She love
She love
She love new designer
She love
She love
She love loyal riders
She love
She love
She love a provider
She be tryin' to get lit, okay
She love an igniter
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Woah
Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Aye, She love
She love
She love new designer
She love
She love
She love loyal riders
She love
She love
She love a provider
She be tryin' to get lit, okay
She love an igniter
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
Aye, look at my wrist
Bitch you know it flood
I ain't always been this clean
But now I'm cleaner than a sud
Don't know what the opps are shooting
But I think they duds
If they shoot, we shooting back
Bitch we ready to spill some blood
Don't you worry about what's in my cup
'Cause you already know what's up
I've been serving packs all day
Finally got the fiends to shut up
Haters be so damn mad that I'm on they TV
They're so ridiculous
But it's 'cause they wanna be me
Who's at the door?
It's just the plug with some more
Baby smell the pack, it's pure
Toke it 'till our lungs are sore
Now we layin' back, chilling
Ain't no fuckin' better feeling
I gotta strap for every finger
RIP Kobe
Shooting all day, every night
Flashing like Adobe
Take his chains and jewelry
Use it as a trophy
All that Insta talk ain't shit
You know his ass a phony, yeah
Aye, She love
She love
She love new designer
She love
She love
She love loyal riders
She love
She love
She love a provider
She be tryin' to get lit, okay
She love an igniter
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
She love
Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Buffington
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