C63

(Woah)
That bitch ask me what I do for a living
Spit these writtens, ain't even write it
Straight off the mitta, I'mma deliver
She want Botega, Bentley Bentayga
(Bently Bentayga)
She work at bodega
(Yeah)
Bently interior cinnamon swirl
Or green alligator
Give her the world
Chanelly her pearls
You could thank me later
Codiene in the Fanta bitch
Savor the flavor, I pop a Perc
I pop a Perc then I go to Chanelly
(Chanelly Baguette)
I caught a flat
Then I put in Perellis
Glock gotta silencer just like librarian
I'm Mr Ellis, ski boots Perry Ellis
Don't plan going skiing in a minute
Wish I could see
What's inside her heart
Just to know how she feeling
I need a bitch that's gone play her part
Why else are you living
Bitch I'm a God on Earth
Your sins are forgiven
Bitch I'm a God on Percs
When I'm spitting these writtens
Split decisions bitch, big decisions
Don't be sensitive
(Hoe)
If I trade that bitch for a Urus
Shawty get in her feelings
(Yeah)
She might just pop off
Like a burst appendix
(Woah)
She blow my top off
She blow my socks off
Turn a Benz to a Bently
I met that bitch at a party
She had on a Marni
Like how you forget me
I ain't forget she
I'm on prescription
Perc just kicked in
Brody pull up in a AMG C63
Just got out of prison
I put the Perc in my Lipton
I keep a pole but I'm not going fishing
Bitch fuck yo existence
I put the guys in position

Like I could pull up with the gang
Any day of the week
(Yeah)
Pull up in big body Benz
Sweep that bitch off her feet
(Sweep that bitch off her feet)
How the fuck niggas get litt
Not rapping on beat
Rapping off beat
Step on the Blueface
In red bottom feets
That bitch a Crip that bitch a treesh
Suck my dick
That bitch want lean
She don't want liquor
She want to get lit
Glock with a beam
She play for the team
She sipping on Tris



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