Faithful
I got all these hoes, 'goin crazy at my shows
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
That 'goin moan
Net worth for shawty
Rick Owens's on my body
Your man can't wear my boots bitch, i'm too grown
Imma X your man, yeah
This money bitch, don't get it right?
Can't get a taste, can't get a bite
Fly me on emirates, on the next flight
I be too high off this acid
Uh, imma fly
Shawty fuck 'wit my bat swag, i'm too fly
Yeah, I sip the drink
What you think?
Imma punch it up, post wit my drank
Represent like gucci mane (Yeah)
Skeleton bones my chain
And you know I wear high top designer
And the things I look are finer
Imma rockstar bitch, I had to remind her
All these hoes at my shows
It's like my shit was tinder
But I like my bitches tender
Backstage imma bend her
I do not get enough credit
My hair look like spaghetti
Imma pop that bitch, confetti
I'm too fly for the bitch, she ain't ready
Imma white boy, but my hair so messy
Why the bitches always test me?
Had to lay my fans out "gently"
On the acid, i'm 'trippin
On the acid, i'm 'trippin
And the ricks I wear are real
And the ricks you wear are fake
Everyday i'm baked
I sip that lean, like it's champagne
I sip that lean, like i'm counting days
Yeah
And the money coming in, let me see your pretty face
Bitch i'm 'chiefin
On this reefer
Imma fuck that bitch, and kick her like adidas
This lean got me 'feelin stupid, like a fetus
Imma rockstar baby, you can never be meh
My "tail lights" are 'beamin
And the ass she got is giving
Imma ask that bitch, we 'fuckin?
Imma ask them vamps, we jumping?
Yeah, for real
Yeah, for real
Yeah, yeah
I got all these hoes, 'goin crazy at my shows
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
I got all these hoes, 'goin crazy at my shows
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
That 'goin moan
Net worth for shawty
Rick Owens's on my body
Your man can't wear my boots bitch, i'm too grown
Imma X your man, yeah
This money bitch, don't get it right?
Can't get a taste, can't get a bite
Fly me on emirates, on the next flight
I be too high off this acid
Uh, imma fly
Shawty fuck 'wit my bat swag, i'm too fly
Yeah, I sip the drink
What you think?
Imma punch it up, post wit my drank
Represent like gucci mane (Yeah)
Skeleton bones my chain
And you know I wear high top designer
And the things I look are finer
Imma rockstar bitch, I had to remind her
All these hoes at my shows
It's like my shit was tinder
But I like my bitches tender
Backstage imma bend her
I do not get enough credit
My hair look like spaghetti
Imma pop that bitch, confetti
I'm too fly for the bitch, she ain't ready
Imma white boy, but my hair so messy
Why the bitches always test me?
Had to lay my fans out "gently"
On the acid, i'm 'trippin
On the acid, i'm 'trippin
And the ricks I wear are real
And the ricks you wear are fake
Everyday i'm baked
I sip that lean, like it's champagne
I sip that lean, like i'm counting days
Yeah
And the money coming in, let me see your pretty face
Bitch i'm 'chiefin
On this reefer
Imma fuck that bitch, and kick her like adidas
This lean got me 'feelin stupid, like a fetus
Imma rockstar baby, you can never be meh
My "tail lights" are 'beamin
And the ass she got is giving
Imma ask that bitch, we 'fuckin?
Imma ask them vamps, we jumping?
Yeah, for real
Yeah, for real
Yeah, yeah
I got all these hoes, 'goin crazy at my shows
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
I got all these hoes, 'goin crazy at my shows
I got this seasons chrome, and i'm moving like a drone
I need me a 'lil playful bitch, don't get out my zone
I need me a 'lil faithful bitch, need me one that moan
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Writer(s): Julian Simeone
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