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We geeked up in the hills, she said she gon' die for nights like this, yeah
Got in the club with a pole, I told that boy, I ain't fightin' shit, yeah
She wanna take a sip up in this bitch, we finna get lit, yeah
My bitch emo yellin' six, six. s she cuttin' her wrist, yeah
She in my DMs like, hey, she wanna slide to my motherfucking place, yeah
She wanna fuck me for days, this bitch my crib, she wanna get slayed, yeah
All my drugs, they clean, he broke as fuck so he popping on laced, yeah
I'm fuckin' this millionaire's daughter, she tryna put me on real estate, yeah
She tryna say she the one, I might just run up a hun' in Saint Laurent
I'm geeked up having fun, Molly all up in my gums, woah, yeah
I make her glow like the sun, she wanna smoke up a runt now, woah
I just got in with a gun, they can't tell me nothin', woah, yeah
I told her bow down like she prayin', I got racks, I ain't playin
She wanna be my main, I know you goin' through pain, woah
She see the ice in my ring, she said the ice in my chain, woah
Damn, he droppin' a song, he buyin' views, we not the same, woah
Yeah, she tryna talk in my ear, I'm in her mouth like veneers, yeah
Big body truck, switch gear, I'm off a pill, I'm drivin' it weird, yeah
And I caught a DUI, pourin' up drank on the south side
Yeah, we up, we outside, she hit me up like a hotline
She suckin' my dick at the stop sign, I'm fuckin' this bitch, but she not mine
I bust her mouth like a Glock 9, yeah, I'm geekin' at the same time
Yeah, I'm perkin' up, baby, I spent a mortgage on this AP
Yeah, I'm alive, but barely, all my diamonds goin' gnarly, yeah
Yeah, I'm pourin' purple reign, yeah, yeah
I was finna drink champagne, but Buddah pulled up with some drank
And Zelly pulled up in a tank, I'm off this perc, imma faint
Bust her mouth, she said, I got aim, big body truck and it take two lanes
We geeked up in the hills, she said she gon' die for nights like this, yeah
Got in the club with a pole, I told that boy, I ain't fightin' shit, yeah
She wanna take a sip up in this bitch, we finna get lit, yeah
My bitch emo yellin' 6, 6, 6, 6, she cuttin' her wrist, yeah
She in my DMs like, hey, she wanna slide to my motherfucking place, yeah
She wanna fuck me for days, this bitch my crib, she wanna get slayed, yeah
All my drugs, they clean, he broke as fuck so he popping on laced, yeah
I'm fuckin' this millionaire's daughter, she tryna put me on real estate, yeah
Got in the club with a pole, I told that boy, I ain't fightin' shit, yeah
She wanna take a sip up in this bitch, we finna get lit, yeah
My bitch emo yellin' six, six. s she cuttin' her wrist, yeah
She in my DMs like, hey, she wanna slide to my motherfucking place, yeah
She wanna fuck me for days, this bitch my crib, she wanna get slayed, yeah
All my drugs, they clean, he broke as fuck so he popping on laced, yeah
I'm fuckin' this millionaire's daughter, she tryna put me on real estate, yeah
She tryna say she the one, I might just run up a hun' in Saint Laurent
I'm geeked up having fun, Molly all up in my gums, woah, yeah
I make her glow like the sun, she wanna smoke up a runt now, woah
I just got in with a gun, they can't tell me nothin', woah, yeah
I told her bow down like she prayin', I got racks, I ain't playin
She wanna be my main, I know you goin' through pain, woah
She see the ice in my ring, she said the ice in my chain, woah
Damn, he droppin' a song, he buyin' views, we not the same, woah
Yeah, she tryna talk in my ear, I'm in her mouth like veneers, yeah
Big body truck, switch gear, I'm off a pill, I'm drivin' it weird, yeah
And I caught a DUI, pourin' up drank on the south side
Yeah, we up, we outside, she hit me up like a hotline
She suckin' my dick at the stop sign, I'm fuckin' this bitch, but she not mine
I bust her mouth like a Glock 9, yeah, I'm geekin' at the same time
Yeah, I'm perkin' up, baby, I spent a mortgage on this AP
Yeah, I'm alive, but barely, all my diamonds goin' gnarly, yeah
Yeah, I'm pourin' purple reign, yeah, yeah
I was finna drink champagne, but Buddah pulled up with some drank
And Zelly pulled up in a tank, I'm off this perc, imma faint
Bust her mouth, she said, I got aim, big body truck and it take two lanes
We geeked up in the hills, she said she gon' die for nights like this, yeah
Got in the club with a pole, I told that boy, I ain't fightin' shit, yeah
She wanna take a sip up in this bitch, we finna get lit, yeah
My bitch emo yellin' 6, 6, 6, 6, she cuttin' her wrist, yeah
She in my DMs like, hey, she wanna slide to my motherfucking place, yeah
She wanna fuck me for days, this bitch my crib, she wanna get slayed, yeah
All my drugs, they clean, he broke as fuck so he popping on laced, yeah
I'm fuckin' this millionaire's daughter, she tryna put me on real estate, yeah
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Writer(s): Tristan Dior
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