Cribs
Jean Paul Gaultier full attire
Big bag this swag just won't expire
She bad bad she look just like Mariah Scientist
Foot down this coupe ain't got no horses it's a ship
Three grams of shrooms I feel inspired in this bih
I don't know if she got the gist she wants to fuck and extra shit
I don't care about getting in the shoobs I'm on the g-list
Twenty floors up pull out a camera and it's cribs
Baddies from the sticks
I'll make them kiss (Mwah)
Get them from Atlanta take them down to Peckham strip
Hold on to these stacks I can't lose sight or lose my grip
Point and shoot the canon one eye open hold it stiff
I'm barking up this money tree, big dog like Cliff (Ohh)
Bedroom bully Glc spaceship like Biff
Out my mind I'm out my body
This a psychedelic trip
(uhh)
The tab look like a tile
This ain't no Scott & Lyle
This expensive drip
I need that rolly wrist
I need that sundial
I need that baddie I'm gonna rename to the river nile
I need that slow dome make a brudda senile
I need that
Jean Paul Gaultier full attire
Big bag this swag just won't expire
She bad bad she look just like Mariah Scientist
Foot down this coupe ain't got no horses it's a ship
Three grams of shrooms I feel inspired in this bih
I don't know if she got the gist she wants to fuck and extra shit
I don't care about getting in the shoobs I'm on the g-list
Twenty floors up pull out a camera and it's cribs
Big bag this swag just won't expire
She bad bad she look just like Mariah Scientist
Foot down this coupe ain't got no horses it's a ship
Three grams of shrooms I feel inspired in this bih
I don't know if she got the gist she wants to fuck and extra shit
I don't care about getting in the shoobs I'm on the g-list
Twenty floors up pull out a camera and it's cribs
Baddies from the sticks
I'll make them kiss (Mwah)
Get them from Atlanta take them down to Peckham strip
Hold on to these stacks I can't lose sight or lose my grip
Point and shoot the canon one eye open hold it stiff
I'm barking up this money tree, big dog like Cliff (Ohh)
Bedroom bully Glc spaceship like Biff
Out my mind I'm out my body
This a psychedelic trip
(uhh)
The tab look like a tile
This ain't no Scott & Lyle
This expensive drip
I need that rolly wrist
I need that sundial
I need that baddie I'm gonna rename to the river nile
I need that slow dome make a brudda senile
I need that
Jean Paul Gaultier full attire
Big bag this swag just won't expire
She bad bad she look just like Mariah Scientist
Foot down this coupe ain't got no horses it's a ship
Three grams of shrooms I feel inspired in this bih
I don't know if she got the gist she wants to fuck and extra shit
I don't care about getting in the shoobs I'm on the g-list
Twenty floors up pull out a camera and it's cribs
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