o my god.

I'll send you that pin when I know what I'm on
The bigger the move than the bigger the bone
Ay, the visions are getting you paid
Wait, this isn't black, isn't white, isn't grey
I put that sweet little tab in her face
She wanna grind on that dick to the bass
I'm bout put that lil bitch in her place
They try to run up on me
Get erased

We gettin' rich, we getting' rich
Numbers on numbers they think it's a glitch
I'm on the third and it's on the eclipse
Purple diamonds got me feeling like Prince
I put that real estate upon my wrist
All on my wrist
Take you sone flix
Put that lil coochie on top of my lips
Top of my lips, mmm

I wake up knowing that you caked up
I wake up hoping that you wake up
We make up right after a chaser
You caked up mammi, lemme taste you

Oh my god, ooh la la
Mammi dun showed up without no bra
They all in my face, that bitch so tall
If she want my baby, I'm making her crawl
But she my muñeca that baby my doll
She send me a flick and leave me in awe
If we in the bed, it might be a brawl
We finish together, I guess it's a draw

You got sugar
Aźucar, aźucar
That pussy dun set up off a new bar
I love how she taking it too far

Aye, tramadora, tramadora
How she working that think
Me enamora
I got all of the time in the world baby pour it up

Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
I'm tryna' live on the edge
I'm bout turn up the reps
Baby this real as it gets
Lay it up, lay it up, lay it up, lay it up
I'm tryna' reach for the sky
Turn up that shit, let me fly
Roll up that shit get me high

I wake up knowing that you caked up
I wake up hoping that you wake up
We make up right after a chaser
You caked up mami, lemme taste you

Oh my god, god
Oh, oh my god, god
Oh my god, god
Oh, oh my god
Oh my god, god
Oh my god, god
Oh, oh my god, god
Oh my god, god



Credits
Writer(s): Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Mateo Arias, Vincent Dean Verdi, John Andrew Blanda, Jack Lomastro, Eric Steiner
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