Brand New!
I got on that bright yellow casentino
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
Get it, uh
I do what I want, when I want, where I want it, uh
Ima be a flaunt cuz a bitch won't cut it, uh
Ima be the don that don that '01 Vuitton
And '02-'03 Lebron a 400 degrees
I'm so toasty, can we get a toast please?
Bump oldies only since '03
This the holy smoke it's no smoke screen
Hopin' I overdose and go ghost please
I go fee fo with the fum
Ya'll just no fun, you bitches be hum drum
That is not a perc, you posin' with three tums
That was your girl? Just hit the rectum
Like woah
Hit that Million and then I'll be ready to go
Yeah I'm still a youngin' but the money gone be old
I be turnin nothin into something bet they bet
I would be bluffin now the brand
Is more than worth it's weight in gold
This is not Dior it's Aime Leon to the toes
I just can't afford to be the reason we don't blow
Maybe it'll rain or even snow
I know the seasons come and go but
When it's warm you bet
I'm keepin on the coat
Bright yellow casentino
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
Bright yellow casentino
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
Get it, uh
I do what I want, when I want, where I want it, uh
Ima be a flaunt cuz a bitch won't cut it, uh
Ima be the don that don that '01 Vuitton
And '02-'03 Lebron a 400 degrees
I'm so toasty, can we get a toast please?
Bump oldies only since '03
This the holy smoke it's no smoke screen
Hopin' I overdose and go ghost please
I go fee fo with the fum
Ya'll just no fun, you bitches be hum drum
That is not a perc, you posin' with three tums
That was your girl? Just hit the rectum
Like woah
Hit that Million and then I'll be ready to go
Yeah I'm still a youngin' but the money gone be old
I be turnin nothin into something bet they bet
I would be bluffin now the brand
Is more than worth it's weight in gold
This is not Dior it's Aime Leon to the toes
I just can't afford to be the reason we don't blow
Maybe it'll rain or even snow
I know the seasons come and go but
When it's warm you bet
I'm keepin on the coat
Bright yellow casentino
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
Bright yellow casentino
A little ice in the casamigos
A little thot we got in these sheets though
A little pop in my aime leon dore
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Writer(s): Hudson Prichett
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