Czech
Gang just pulled up in a sprint
You should come collect your bitch
Cause I'm comin' for the win
And I ain't showin' you no grin
Stack them hunnids on the bed
She gon hit that money spread
Said she proud of all my bread
I put Prada on my head
I ain't showin" no regret
I'm just looking for what's next
You better show me some respect
Damn I got a heavy neck
Bitch you little like a spec
Yeah my boy he keep a tech
I don't rock no Nike tech
But I need me that Patek
I keep cards just like a deck
And my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Gonna show these hoes who's next
Prada on my shoe man I ain't mean to flex
Why you being rude, bitch I don't know how to text
She rock jimmy choo when I walk in breaking necks
(I gotta Czech bitch)
When I walk in Calm collect
(Calm collected)
When I walk in show respect
(Show respect bitch)
When I walk in I might flex
(I might flex on em')
When I walk in walk in step on necks
Yeah
Breaking these checks bitch I can go and run the town
I gotta Czech bitch yeah she gonna go to town
In The H-Town yeah we took the fastest route
He lookin' tired damn we gotta X em Out
All these pounds
I can run a mile
Yeah yeah Blowing loud
Your mama said she proud
I gotta crowd
Your heart I can't allow
Run that mile imma run that mile
In the clouds they can't stop lookin' at you
Huh drivin' fast I can see you thru the rearview
Yeah my whip too fast pull up looking like the reaper
And my brodie sending shots got him looking like the keeper
Gang just pulled up in a sprint
You should come collect your bitch
Cause I'm comin' for the win
And I ain't showin' you no grin
Stack them hunnids on the bed
She gon hit that money spread
Said she proud of all my bread
I put Prada on my head
I ain't showin' no regret
I'm just looking for what's next
You better show me some respect
Damn I got a heavy neck
Bitch you little like a spec
Yeah my boy he keep a tech
I don't rock no Nike tech
But I need me that Patek
I keep cards just like a deck
And my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
You should come collect your bitch
Cause I'm comin' for the win
And I ain't showin' you no grin
Stack them hunnids on the bed
She gon hit that money spread
Said she proud of all my bread
I put Prada on my head
I ain't showin" no regret
I'm just looking for what's next
You better show me some respect
Damn I got a heavy neck
Bitch you little like a spec
Yeah my boy he keep a tech
I don't rock no Nike tech
But I need me that Patek
I keep cards just like a deck
And my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yea and my bitch she bad she Czech
Gonna show these hoes who's next
Prada on my shoe man I ain't mean to flex
Why you being rude, bitch I don't know how to text
She rock jimmy choo when I walk in breaking necks
(I gotta Czech bitch)
When I walk in Calm collect
(Calm collected)
When I walk in show respect
(Show respect bitch)
When I walk in I might flex
(I might flex on em')
When I walk in walk in step on necks
Yeah
Breaking these checks bitch I can go and run the town
I gotta Czech bitch yeah she gonna go to town
In The H-Town yeah we took the fastest route
He lookin' tired damn we gotta X em Out
All these pounds
I can run a mile
Yeah yeah Blowing loud
Your mama said she proud
I gotta crowd
Your heart I can't allow
Run that mile imma run that mile
In the clouds they can't stop lookin' at you
Huh drivin' fast I can see you thru the rearview
Yeah my whip too fast pull up looking like the reaper
And my brodie sending shots got him looking like the keeper
Gang just pulled up in a sprint
You should come collect your bitch
Cause I'm comin' for the win
And I ain't showin' you no grin
Stack them hunnids on the bed
She gon hit that money spread
Said she proud of all my bread
I put Prada on my head
I ain't showin' no regret
I'm just looking for what's next
You better show me some respect
Damn I got a heavy neck
Bitch you little like a spec
Yeah my boy he keep a tech
I don't rock no Nike tech
But I need me that Patek
I keep cards just like a deck
And my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
Yeah and my bitch she bad she Czech
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Writer(s): Ramo Nyra
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