since1
Off white, got these shoes, i got lenguinis on (uh uhh)
All night, smokin' crack i gotta beanie on (uh uhh)
Shit I'm rich as fuck, yea I eat filet mignon (yuhn)
Why this bitch be talkin' shit she know i got a gun (gun)
Bitch be talkin' shit, I know you could do sum' better
I rock all this shit
The vetement, brick, but i still got some leather
I got brand new shit, brand new kicks, and I get yo' bitch wetter
Six different hoes, Six different flows, What am I on?
Six different bros but they all stab my back and now they ass gone
I be off this wock it got me weak feel like a fawn
I be off this shit im greenin' out i feel like John
That man was my dad but now he gone he got no job
That boy off these drugs and shit he must of forgot his son
I wish I had memories but you just sip the rum
And now im making music you come to me do you think im dumb?
I spray a 40' at yo' face sound like a drum
And now you proud of me? shoulda been off the rum when i was like one
Off white, got these shoes, i got lenguinis on (uh uhh)
All night, smokin' crack i gotta beanie on (uh uhh)
Shit I'm rich as fuck, yea I eat filet mignon (yuhn)
Why this bitch be talkin' shit she know i got a gun (gun)
All night, smokin' crack i gotta beanie on (uh uhh)
Shit I'm rich as fuck, yea I eat filet mignon (yuhn)
Why this bitch be talkin' shit she know i got a gun (gun)
Bitch be talkin' shit, I know you could do sum' better
I rock all this shit
The vetement, brick, but i still got some leather
I got brand new shit, brand new kicks, and I get yo' bitch wetter
Six different hoes, Six different flows, What am I on?
Six different bros but they all stab my back and now they ass gone
I be off this wock it got me weak feel like a fawn
I be off this shit im greenin' out i feel like John
That man was my dad but now he gone he got no job
That boy off these drugs and shit he must of forgot his son
I wish I had memories but you just sip the rum
And now im making music you come to me do you think im dumb?
I spray a 40' at yo' face sound like a drum
And now you proud of me? shoulda been off the rum when i was like one
Off white, got these shoes, i got lenguinis on (uh uhh)
All night, smokin' crack i gotta beanie on (uh uhh)
Shit I'm rich as fuck, yea I eat filet mignon (yuhn)
Why this bitch be talkin' shit she know i got a gun (gun)
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Writer(s): Tundra Upnext
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