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Aye
Aye, mmm
Yea yea
She wanna fuck then let's get it
I'm here with BAIL, them my niggas
I put the Bape on her titis, uhh
They all bout the talking, no business
She been tryna change me, but I'm into money like printers
Yea yea, Yea yea
Ain't no flexing, I just been about it, always lowkey
Niggas hating cuz they said I'm different, though I'm doing me
Rockstar life shit, I know that you won't agree
Know it's Dula in this bitch, I been this way, no switching D
I like Ice Cream tees, Fine Britches, fine bitches
All star lifestyle, balling like I'm Bron nigga
Cain't take no losses
Know she gonna toss it anytime I ask and call her
Smokin gas, high as star ships
Ya bitch, she a fun trip
I think I'm at Carowinds
Doc Marten's, ain't doing Timbs
I like money cuz it get me what I want
She said it's me is what she needed and it's what she want
Yea yea

Ballout, no Sosa
Call out, I'm too sick
Paper up like six stories, that's Lench Mob, no Ruthless
She suck me, she ain't new to this
Daigh-Lauren on my body
Bad bitch so naughty
Country boy like Bobby
Do the Ricky Bobby on them hoes, how I'm styling
Just wait in the lobby
Bail Gang we mobbing
BTF, that's Money Gang
We get them hunnits mane
Hunnit Racks By December
Cold bitch, call her Winter
Hottie bitch on fire
Melo, I inspire
All net from half court
Take flight like passport
Beat, mm wait
Beat that, mm wait
Beat that pussy down, give them hoes what they asked for
Shorty look around, hoes down for the task force
Based God, I mean BAIL God on fast forward
Ball hard like First Ward, mm wait
She want F baby, that lil bitch going have to work for it
She want my baby, I'm so wavy like a surfboard
Niggas thank they got it, they ain't got it, they just work hard
Checc I been had it, I'm a addict how I do art
Fucking hoes, that's art
Hoes screaming that part



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Lemons
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