Letras
I got blisters in my hands
Paper cuts from counting bands
Money stretch just like elastic Im in need of rubber bands
I can count this shit my eyes closed ion even need hands
If you don't know now you know
I'm the mother fucking man
Bitch I been the man, you can tell by how I walk
Chrome heart jeans you can by the cross
Diamonds in the pinky ring, cup look like voss
If I leave the hoe then I'm sorry for her loss
Five star hoes
Designer Clothes
Let me welcome you to the LV show
Switching up the flow
Chasing skrilla, chasing dough
I'm so fucking sick yet I'm the antidote
I can't love no thotty
But I surely love her body
She ride it Kawasaki
And she gimme sloppy toppy
Grade A noggin and she sharing all her knowledge
She get her body polished then she come an eat my sausage
Ball out like a college boy I could go s-e-c
U can feel the paranoia clock that tea to s-e-e
I done balled so hard hmm, niggas need to espy me
Bitches mind boggling I think they got some CTE
Picture me on B.E.T, pulling up with Michael B
All the hard work finally aired out on tv
Watch me Spin back omg I'm a like dvd
Please don't call my phone right now currently on dnd
Bad lil hoe named tragedy
She gone pop that ass for me
I keep a lil nasty freak
Treat that lil bit casually
We had ended tragically
Time went by it's passing me
Baby girl shake that ass for me
King Spin yo majesty
Five star hoes
Designer Clothes
Let me welcome you to the LV show
Switching up the flow
Chasing skrilla, chasing dough
I'm so fucking sick yet I'm the antidote
Five star hoes
Designer Clothes
Let me welcome you to the LV show
Switching up the flow
Chasing skrilla, chasing dough
I'm so fucking sick yet I'm the antidote
Yeah walk up in the club man I make that hoe shake
I got chrome heart jeans with hundreds in my pants bae
If I spend it I'll just make it back in a couple days
She thought she was just the one put her back up in her place
We was up in Dallas huh
Took a trip to cali huh
Back up in my palace huh
We just did some malice huh
Feeling like I'm Khaled huh
Never been off balance huh
LV big like gallons huh
This hoe ain't no challenge huh
I got blisters in my hands
Paper cuts from counting bands
Money stretch just like elastic Im in need of rubber bands
I can count this shit my eyes closed ion even need hands
If you don't know now you know
I'm the mother fucking man
Bitch I been the man, you can tell by how I walk
Chrome heart jeans you can by the cross
Diamonds in the pinky ring, cup look like voss
If I leave the hoe then I'm sorry for her loss
Five star hoes
Designer Clothes
Let me welcome you to the LV show
Switching up the flow
Chasing skrilla, chasing dough
I'm so fucking sick yet I'm the antidote
Five star hoes
Designer Clothes
Let me welcome you to the LV show
Switching up the flow
Chasing skrilla, chasing dough
I'm so fucking sick yet I'm the antidote