Sencillo / Pista

AFTER SHOW / HOT WHEELS

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I'm still sippin on lean, lean

Codeine what im drinking

She got good pussy, i dont even mean it

Im in that benz, no this not a beamer

I count too much money, my fingers bleeding

Don't front me a bag, i do not need it

I make about ten racks every weekend

They saying its hot, but im still outside

Im outta town with that Glock on my side

Im fucking my bitch with a bitch, she bi

Got two cellphones, but they both keep dying

Im in the A, the Amsterdam

Smoking on gas, getting high with my friends

I already fucked three hoes this evening

She hittin me up, wanna do it again

I gotta show in about a hour

She tryna suck my dick in the shower

Sippin' on lean when the wine is sour

Im calling shots, ima god, i got power

Im in the UK riding with them choppas

Them niggas ain't on shit, they don't want problems

We too rich, man i think thats the problem

We dont give a fuck where its at, we gon' solve it

Yeah, these niggas they thought I was sweet

These niggas they thought i was sweet

Yeah, these niggas they thought i was sweet

These niggas they thought i was sweet

Yeah

I'm still sippin on lean, lean

Codeine what im drinking

She got good pussy, i dont even mean it

Im in that benz, no this not a beamer

I count too much money, my fingers bleeding

Don't front me a bag, i do not need it

I make about ten racks every weekend

They saying its hot, but im still outside

Im outta town with that Glock on my side

Im fucking my bitch with a bitch, she bi

Got two cellphones, but they both keep dying

Im in the A, the Amsterdam

Smoking on gas, getting high with my friends

I already fucked three hoes this evening

She hittin me up, wanna do it again

Pull up in a luxury car

She wanna fuck, ima superstar

She wanna feel me in her body

I put the IV in my body

Too many sticks on us, dont try it

Im smoking on gas and counting up broccoli

Im rolling hot like wheels

Got a hunnid on me like Wilt

Thats ya girl, but i can't even tell

Her ass fat, but i know it ain't real

Take ya jewelry back, boy that ain't real

Im in Hollywood, Florida, im chillin

Yeah, I cannot fuck with niggas, i gotta keep my distance

Yeah, she can't control her liquor she feeling dizzy and sick

I might redo her body, she mid

I glew her up like a [?]

Minding my business, pushing through traffic, pouring up drank, and switching through lanes

He gotta tattoo on his face, you ain't scaring nobody, get hit with that flame

Im tryna cash out with my niggas

But my niggas wanna go rob a bank

She couldn't believe i was rich, aye

She couldn't believe i was him, yay

Off-white shoes, these not Kanye

Gotta mask on my face feeling like Kanye

Yeah, how many hoes i hit today

How many niggas just died today

Just popped two pinks now im flying away

Gotta pint in my carry on, not the suitcase

Im walking on water, my diamonds skate

Im smoking in gas the whole yard stanking

Got 20 racks on me right now, come take it

I kidnapped his bitch, that lil hoe taken