Lunchtime
In the coupe like a chicken, Bitch stop trippin' I'm on a mission
My diamonds gon' hit, They bright as a bitch I can't see shit
I keep them racks in the safe, I'm up in the place fucking her face
They don't know I'm special yet, I gotta prove it
Bitch I'm locked in, I been goin' stupid
Why you calling me twin? You just a groupie
Went and did that shit again, I made a movie
Bitch, I'm on the yacht in the sea or the ocean
Put some racks up on your head cause commotion
Took a small hit of the gas now I'm floating
I just play with my bitch ass while she throat me
Bitch, I grew up with them guns, that shit was fun, I'm not the one
Why you acting like you not broke, yo ass a joke, check my funds
Brand new rifle, brand new stick, I just copped me a big Sig
Get your ass hit real quick, Laser on it and I'm not gon' miss it
I'm tryna get rich off Distrokid
I'm tryna change up just how I live
Put myself in a mansion get my mama a crib
Have my diamonds dancing and my bitch on ten
I'm tryna live till I die
You tryna die while you live
When I shoot on a bitch
I never miss the rim
I need a bad bitch, Ice Spice
I'm finna crash out, Fight Night
I hit the stizz, shit get me real right
Get off the internet go live in real life
They don't know I'm special yet, I gotta prove it
Bitch, I'm locked in I been goin' stupid
Why you callin' me twin? You just a groupie
Went and did that shit again, I made a movie
My diamonds gon' hit, They bright as a bitch I can't see shit
I keep them racks in the safe, I'm up in the place fucking her face
They don't know I'm special yet, I gotta prove it
Bitch I'm locked in, I been goin' stupid
Why you calling me twin? You just a groupie
Went and did that shit again, I made a movie
Bitch, I'm on the yacht in the sea or the ocean
Put some racks up on your head cause commotion
Took a small hit of the gas now I'm floating
I just play with my bitch ass while she throat me
Bitch, I grew up with them guns, that shit was fun, I'm not the one
Why you acting like you not broke, yo ass a joke, check my funds
Brand new rifle, brand new stick, I just copped me a big Sig
Get your ass hit real quick, Laser on it and I'm not gon' miss it
I'm tryna get rich off Distrokid
I'm tryna change up just how I live
Put myself in a mansion get my mama a crib
Have my diamonds dancing and my bitch on ten
I'm tryna live till I die
You tryna die while you live
When I shoot on a bitch
I never miss the rim
I need a bad bitch, Ice Spice
I'm finna crash out, Fight Night
I hit the stizz, shit get me real right
Get off the internet go live in real life
They don't know I'm special yet, I gotta prove it
Bitch, I'm locked in I been goin' stupid
Why you callin' me twin? You just a groupie
Went and did that shit again, I made a movie
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