Aesthetic - Radio Edit
I done told my queen express yourself I wanna see all of your beauty
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Louis
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
I been smoking on Pop Rocks zooted
Grabbed a handful of shrooms and I chewed it
Big chopper full clips included
Freak hoe take all of my fluids
I make shorty drip all of her juices
Shout to Kairo and all of my jewelers
New legal team all of them Jewish
Still watching my back for the Judas
Said I'm booking this flight and I flew it
100 dollar bills on me looking all bluish
Ever wanna be an opp you foolish
Got a gun you aint even shoot you useless
TK I call him my killy
Big face have the wrist all chilly
No cap I'ma genius, really
Gotta million dollars worth of game like Gillie
This is not luck this is genetics
And this not drip this is aesthetic
Got my bottom bitch selling cosmetics
I attract energy its kinetic
Connecticut Tony she blowing me up
She eating this dick and she throwing me up
Cant be with you bitch you be slowing me up
These niggas be plotting on smoking me up
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
My last bitch broke my heart, you took my soul, you told me you leaving me
You turned your back, pushed me away, whole time you needed me
Caught a case I was moving ass backwards
I can't trust a bitch too much baggage
I dont need nobody on me latching
Boy you gotta bag dont be lacking
Straight shots to his face like botox
Now my son got bucks for his roblox
All these choppas switch up like robots
We gon split a nigga head like a mohawk
Ten cars roll out like the autobots
At gas station with it till they call the cops
They been tryna turn the city into O Block
Its just me, and the bro on Co-Op
Dont act like a nigga aint gangsta
You a hater you a fuck nigga aint ya
Big Hundred Proof shit you in danger
Dagger on me I'm the real green ranger
I kno they wouldn't but I wish a hater would
I sold heroine in my grandma neighborhood
I'm with a crip he be banging neighborhood
I'm with a blood he gon bang it cause he good
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
Got a little money now the bitch act bougie we aint gotta talk, at all
Still chasing this million, tryna get the Bentley, I aint tryna walk, at all
Keep some money and glock in the wall
Fuck all the jails and the cops and the law
Shorty wanna fuck I aint stopping at all
Tryna get lit bitch hop in the car
I done told my queen express yourself I wanna see all of your beauty
Lil stretch marks all on your booty
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Louis
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Louis
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
I been smoking on Pop Rocks zooted
Grabbed a handful of shrooms and I chewed it
Big chopper full clips included
Freak hoe take all of my fluids
I make shorty drip all of her juices
Shout to Kairo and all of my jewelers
New legal team all of them Jewish
Still watching my back for the Judas
Said I'm booking this flight and I flew it
100 dollar bills on me looking all bluish
Ever wanna be an opp you foolish
Got a gun you aint even shoot you useless
TK I call him my killy
Big face have the wrist all chilly
No cap I'ma genius, really
Gotta million dollars worth of game like Gillie
This is not luck this is genetics
And this not drip this is aesthetic
Got my bottom bitch selling cosmetics
I attract energy its kinetic
Connecticut Tony she blowing me up
She eating this dick and she throwing me up
Cant be with you bitch you be slowing me up
These niggas be plotting on smoking me up
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
My last bitch broke my heart, you took my soul, you told me you leaving me
You turned your back, pushed me away, whole time you needed me
Caught a case I was moving ass backwards
I can't trust a bitch too much baggage
I dont need nobody on me latching
Boy you gotta bag dont be lacking
Straight shots to his face like botox
Now my son got bucks for his roblox
All these choppas switch up like robots
We gon split a nigga head like a mohawk
Ten cars roll out like the autobots
At gas station with it till they call the cops
They been tryna turn the city into O Block
Its just me, and the bro on Co-Op
Dont act like a nigga aint gangsta
You a hater you a fuck nigga aint ya
Big Hundred Proof shit you in danger
Dagger on me I'm the real green ranger
I kno they wouldn't but I wish a hater would
I sold heroine in my grandma neighborhood
I'm with a crip he be banging neighborhood
I'm with a blood he gon bang it cause he good
I done made a couple coins tryna cash in
Cause a nigga need money for the Ashton
And my son need money he be asking
And my bitches need money for they waxes
Lil BBL baddie with the lashes
Im toxic smoking on gasses
I'm geeked up rocking my glasses
I dont go around eating on asses
I dont love on these hoes I pass em
100 Proof whole gang high fashion
Smoke a nigga turn that nigga into ashes
Let the cig go, bitch I'm asthmatic
Can't believe I seen Karlie in a casket
Make me have to go to church with the ratchet
I be thinking bout my life it be tragic
Aint nobody bouta play me like Im average
Got a little money now the bitch act bougie we aint gotta talk, at all
Still chasing this million, tryna get the Bentley, I aint tryna walk, at all
Keep some money and glock in the wall
Fuck all the jails and the cops and the law
Shorty wanna fuck I aint stopping at all
Tryna get lit bitch hop in the car
I done told my queen express yourself I wanna see all of your beauty
Lil stretch marks all on your booty
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, and Louis
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Rucker
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