Sailing
Get caught with a trap and a cooling kit
All the opps do is lie, all they do is lie
They ain't gonna go do shit
Fuck, fuck 'em
All the opps do is lie
I cannot fuck with there fiction
They ask me bout lean
Because I got an addiction
You pressin at me, huh huh
You pressin me bout selling
You ain't gone last a week, uh uh
You ain't gonna do nothing
Paris week fashion week, uh
Yes I'm bout the fashion
New whip outside we gone geek up
Yeah and we crash it
New bitch she tryna geek up yeah
Dope is just her passion
One thirty in the car pool
I don't give a fuck about who I'm passing
All on the opps side right now
On the road they never catching me
Yeah I dipped out in the yellow whip
It look like bumble bee
Yeah they cannot even fuck with peet
They cannot fuck with me
Poured up a big three in the soda
I just poured up all the lean
I dipped out I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I be going
I be all on the bands right now
Take drugs and I got good credit
If you wanna pull up on me right now
Lil bitch you just about to get shredded
Do not fuck with me I'm bouta pull up and just make you owe debt
Outside with thirty five bands in the bag
Got money and the marni I ain't tryna brag
I walk in the store and I bought every tag
All the opps do is lie, all they do is lie
They ain't gonna go do shit
Fuck, fuck 'em
All the opps do is lie
I cannot fuck with there fiction
They ask me bout lean
Because I got an addiction
You pressin at me, huh huh
You pressin me bout selling
You ain't gone last a week, uh uh
You ain't gonna do nothing
Paris week fashion week, uh
Yes I'm bout the fashion
New whip outside we gone geek up
Yeah and we crash it
New bitch she tryna geek up yeah
Dope is just her passion
One thirty in the car pool
I don't give a fuck about who I'm passing
All on the opps side right now
On the road they never catching me
Yeah I dipped out in the yellow whip
It look like bumble bee
Yeah they cannot even fuck with peet
They cannot fuck with me
Poured up a big three in the soda
I just poured up all the lean
I dipped out I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I be going
I be all on the bands right now
Take drugs and I got good credit
If you wanna pull up on me right now
Lil bitch you just about to get shredded
Do not fuck with me I'm bouta pull up and just make you owe debt
Outside with thirty five bands in the bag
Got money and the marni I ain't tryna brag
I walk in the store and I bought every tag
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Writer(s): Prod Kj2turntt, Saint Peter
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