Letras
Yeah you know I'm faded
Jewelry on my neck bitch
Yeah you know I'm jaded
Call me a lieutenant
Cus I'm never damn private
Yeah you want my location
But I'm on an island
I'm wearing different
Types of fashion
You can't even imagine
Imagine Imagine
I dance like its magic
Magic like magic
That glock do a dance
Yeah I'm speaking french
To my best friend
Yeah i might
Throw a band on yo hoe
When she in the fucking trap
Yeah we getting too lit
Needa' take a step back
When I'm on the fucking court
Lil bitch you adapt
When I'm on the court
You better stay strapped Aye
Aye young money makers bitch
Yeah I'm on that squad
On that squad
Young money makers bitch
Yeah I'm on that squad
On that squad
Young bitch taker bitch
Yeah I'm getting glob
Young bitch taker
Throw that bitch across the crowd