came in wit
Okay, okay, okay, okay
No, I don't know where I started
But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin')
I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds
I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin')
I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy)
She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick)
Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick)
Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch)
Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique)
Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang)
Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy (yee)
Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
I can pull up and fuck on your bitch
I can fuck on her best friend in the same day
I can pull up and switch up my swagger
I switch up my fit and you would think the same thing
I can pull up and headline the main stage
I got long money, bitch, I'm so paid
All this codeine I been sippin', it fuck up my membrane
I got long money, long money, I'm callin' it lo mein
And she got a problem when I get way too high, I can't hear what she sayin'
I be gettin' way too fly, been puttin' it on for seven days
I don't rock yellow diamonds now, I don't like lemonade
I got all white diamonds, yeah, I'm sippin' on Sprite today
I'm throwin' that money up, huh? Yeah, money parade
I'm throwin' that money up, that money up, makin' it rain
Uh, uh, uh
No, I don't know where I started
But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin')
I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds
I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin')
I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy)
She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick)
Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick)
Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch)
Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique)
Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang)
Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy
Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
No, I don't know where I started
But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin')
I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds
I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin')
I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy)
She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick)
Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick)
Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch)
Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique)
Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang)
Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy (yee)
Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
I can pull up and fuck on your bitch
I can fuck on her best friend in the same day
I can pull up and switch up my swagger
I switch up my fit and you would think the same thing
I can pull up and headline the main stage
I got long money, bitch, I'm so paid
All this codeine I been sippin', it fuck up my membrane
I got long money, long money, I'm callin' it lo mein
And she got a problem when I get way too high, I can't hear what she sayin'
I be gettin' way too fly, been puttin' it on for seven days
I don't rock yellow diamonds now, I don't like lemonade
I got all white diamonds, yeah, I'm sippin' on Sprite today
I'm throwin' that money up, huh? Yeah, money parade
I'm throwin' that money up, that money up, makin' it rain
Uh, uh, uh
No, I don't know where I started
But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin')
I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds
I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin')
I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy)
She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick)
Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick)
Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch)
Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique)
Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang)
Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy
Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang
It ain't nothin' bigger than this
You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Sandmanie, Kerr Corey Emmanuel Ben Job
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