Wut Tälkin
Pull up in a big body truck
Yeah rock out with a turban
Why you capping bout' making money you don't deserve it
I been seeing aliens yeah I thought it was worth it
Takin' percs til I can't feel it no more
And I was young as fuck just doing those chores
I ran it up lil bitch, I didn't wanna do it no more
And this lean got my head hurting
Ran my money up lil bitch I deserve it
Big body tonka yeah I fucking swerve it (Woah)
Balenci' on my feet yeah I ran it up (phew)
I'm richer than the nerds I don't give no fucks
I'm a goon I'm a geak (Geak, geak, geak)
Fire shit I got on me (Got on me)
Rockin that exclusive ski'
I found God, yeah I found G-
Pull up on a bitch it get active
Pull up on a opp than shit get estatic
Oh we got a fake twizzy hell we need to trash it
Bitch crying in my arms damn so draumatic
Shot a nigga grandma, yeah I'm so traumatic
Bought my fucking 9 and that shit is automatic
Jump so many niggas man we're so problematic
Oh they flexing money well, we finna grab it
Talking bout money so much do you make it?
Yeah bring the money in here lil bitch we gonna take it
Came back for her like a motherfucking perc
Yeah my fucking heart hurt yeah that shit hurtin
Yeah I fucking swerve the coupe
Yeah I fucking swerve it
Why the fuck you talk about making money
You don't deserve it
I seen aliens lil bitch it was worth it
Balenciaga on my feet I can't be beat
Lil bitch I'm on top you see
Ugh (Skrr)
TG4L
Yeah rock out with a turban
Why you capping bout' making money you don't deserve it
I been seeing aliens yeah I thought it was worth it
Takin' percs til I can't feel it no more
And I was young as fuck just doing those chores
I ran it up lil bitch, I didn't wanna do it no more
And this lean got my head hurting
Ran my money up lil bitch I deserve it
Big body tonka yeah I fucking swerve it (Woah)
Balenci' on my feet yeah I ran it up (phew)
I'm richer than the nerds I don't give no fucks
I'm a goon I'm a geak (Geak, geak, geak)
Fire shit I got on me (Got on me)
Rockin that exclusive ski'
I found God, yeah I found G-
Pull up on a bitch it get active
Pull up on a opp than shit get estatic
Oh we got a fake twizzy hell we need to trash it
Bitch crying in my arms damn so draumatic
Shot a nigga grandma, yeah I'm so traumatic
Bought my fucking 9 and that shit is automatic
Jump so many niggas man we're so problematic
Oh they flexing money well, we finna grab it
Talking bout money so much do you make it?
Yeah bring the money in here lil bitch we gonna take it
Came back for her like a motherfucking perc
Yeah my fucking heart hurt yeah that shit hurtin
Yeah I fucking swerve the coupe
Yeah I fucking swerve it
Why the fuck you talk about making money
You don't deserve it
I seen aliens lil bitch it was worth it
Balenciaga on my feet I can't be beat
Lil bitch I'm on top you see
Ugh (Skrr)
TG4L
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Writer(s): Jamaryi Taylor, Maliek Mcintosh
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