lyrics:
hahaha, bitch...
I hop in the coupe, that bitch a foreign
Shawty real fine, but she real borin'
Off of that gasoline, I'm snorin'
Ballin' like Jordan, you know I be scorin'
I'm fresh of the boat, but soon I'll be tourin'
So get out my face, you stupid ass bitch
You broke like yo cables, you can't get no dish
You talk lotta shit yet yo fit come from wish
Go run up a bag, my n* get-
RIch, rich, rich, rich n*, get yo fuckin' bands up
I'm feelin' like lil tecca n*, take yo head for ransom (skrrr)
Yuh, up in the phantom
I'm with yo bitch and she got her ass up
Smoking that thrax, I'm getting my gas up
Might go hit a lick, you know I be masked up!
Strapped up, my n*s strapped up
Keep playing around, you n*s is mad dumb
Off of that gas, I'm feeling so random
Might pour up a four, you wishing you had some
I'm with the gang, yeah, we going crazy
I'ma sea rider, we move like the navy
I go down so smooth, she thought I was gravy
Yo bitch be in love, she wanting my babies
I run up a bag, I might hit up saks fifth
You talk lotta shit with a wack fit
You sound like a karen, you mad bitch
That's just sad bitch
Yuh
I hop in the coupe, that bitch a foreign
Shawty real fine, but she real borin'
Off of that gasoline, I'm snorin'
Ballin' like Jordan, you know I be scorin'
I'm fresh of the boat, but soon I'll be tourin'
So get out my face, you stupid ass bitch
You broke like yo cables, you can't get no dish
You talk lotta shit yet yo fit come from wish
Go run up a bag, my n* get rich
Go run up a bag, my n* get rich
Go run up a bag, my n* get rich
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