Above
Bitch, I'm above
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
Uh
Bitch, I'm above
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
Uh
Can't believe I'm attracted to a real bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
I'm countin'
Stackin'
Straight Benjamins
Bought my outfit from Walmart
Yeah
Clearance
Uh
Get it back
White chocolate attack
White chocolate attack
Shoutout (K)
White Chocolate Chad
Bitch count stacks
Get it back
White Chocolate Chad
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Shoutout my real homies
Bills only
Trill homies
Got all my boys
And I'm still lonely
Got all these drugs
And I'm still lonely
Straight psychedelics to my brain like
"Yeah, Lil' Bitch you know me"
Yeah, you know me
Shoutout the boy Bowman
Shoutout the boy Owen
Shoutout to the bitches
Sniffin' Frosty Snowman
Shoutout my fellow homies in no man's land
I can make these bands dance
Bitch, I'm above
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
I count stackin' straight benjamins
But my outfit came from the clearance
Uh
Yeah
FORD
ANASTASIA
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Shoutout A$AP
Repeat at end
Yeah
HOFFMAN
Uh
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
Uh
Bitch, I'm above
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
Uh
Can't believe I'm attracted to a real bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
I'm countin'
Stackin'
Straight Benjamins
Bought my outfit from Walmart
Yeah
Clearance
Uh
Get it back
White chocolate attack
White chocolate attack
Shoutout (K)
White Chocolate Chad
Bitch count stacks
Get it back
White Chocolate Chad
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Shoutout my real homies
Bills only
Trill homies
Got all my boys
And I'm still lonely
Got all these drugs
And I'm still lonely
Straight psychedelics to my brain like
"Yeah, Lil' Bitch you know me"
Yeah, you know me
Shoutout the boy Bowman
Shoutout the boy Owen
Shoutout to the bitches
Sniffin' Frosty Snowman
Shoutout my fellow homies in no man's land
I can make these bands dance
Bitch, I'm above
Flyin' like a dove
And you can't reach me
You could never beseat me
I got peaches with grapefruit juice
Yeah
Cash like Jews
Sorry to bother you
I feel like a toddler
How I'm Beggin' you
These bitches faggots
Man I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
You can't even tell me
What I'm finna do
Lil ho, it's the pinnacle
Why yo ass be so cynical?
I'm tellin' you
I'm tellin' you
I can't believe I'm attracted to a bitch
Y'all faggots can't even comprehend this
I count stackin' straight benjamins
But my outfit came from the clearance
Uh
Yeah
FORD
ANASTASIA
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Shoutout A$AP
Repeat at end
Yeah
HOFFMAN
Uh
Credits
Writer(s): Jackson Reed
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