Neva Hung Wit Wallo
My baby peaz wipphed this bitch
Yeah, yeah
Bodega foe I'm at devonshire store
I'm at the station wit the ging
I'm in la wit sum hoes
I should order that supreme
I like rockin' purple jeans
I be fuckin' on these hoes
They like fuckin on big peaz
We got ging overseas just got a text from dreez
I'm in the league of my own, but I still shoot the three
And I got 23 loves and they love 23s
Okay, and they won't never leave me alone, but I won't never leave
Pull the big benz up on the curve. We shopping in beverly
I know you fucking with me all day now come live heavenly
And you so chocolate with that thump. Yeah, that my specialty
I got you pinned right down to the bed. Now where the referee
I got this ice up on my neck. It's like a parfait
I won't play no game with none of these niggas I'm not no barcade
I bet my life that we gon' see these racks that's not no parlay
Remember they took my car away that's why I go hard today
And I don't speak much about my move
And I don't do the shit. Most of these niggas do
Niggas ain't loyal, man. I really miss my dudes
I keep a bitch spoiled, she don't fuck with no fools
Go crazy jogger on top gulinciaga
Gucci big bees
Garcon tee might mix it up with prada
This drip oh yeah
Yeah, my brother rock a mean suit really he a shotta
Got million dollars worth of game. I never hung with wallo
Hung wit wallo
Got million dollars worth of game. I never hung with wallow
Yeah, yeah
Bodega foe I'm at devonshire store
I'm at the station wit the ging
I'm in la wit sum hoes
I should order that supreme
I like rockin' purple jeans
I be fuckin' on these hoes
They like fuckin on big peaz
We got ging overseas just got a text from dreez
I'm in the league of my own, but I still shoot the three
And I got 23 loves and they love 23s
Okay, and they won't never leave me alone, but I won't never leave
Pull the big benz up on the curve. We shopping in beverly
I know you fucking with me all day now come live heavenly
And you so chocolate with that thump. Yeah, that my specialty
I got you pinned right down to the bed. Now where the referee
I got this ice up on my neck. It's like a parfait
I won't play no game with none of these niggas I'm not no barcade
I bet my life that we gon' see these racks that's not no parlay
Remember they took my car away that's why I go hard today
And I don't speak much about my move
And I don't do the shit. Most of these niggas do
Niggas ain't loyal, man. I really miss my dudes
I keep a bitch spoiled, she don't fuck with no fools
Go crazy jogger on top gulinciaga
Gucci big bees
Garcon tee might mix it up with prada
This drip oh yeah
Yeah, my brother rock a mean suit really he a shotta
Got million dollars worth of game. I never hung with wallo
Hung wit wallo
Got million dollars worth of game. I never hung with wallow
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Writer(s): Patrick Harrison
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