Letras
Yo
Face was 10 but body a 6
Pending bbl
Bro wanna score lamine yamal
But he OT with feins in hell
Don't let me take back time
Bag a nine by eye
Don't need no scales
Don't trust no hoe
Put trust in gang
And put trust in myself x2
13 in T I was so intrigued
Has me asking cats how they started smoking
Felt like kevin in Home Alone
But the home I was in I was crack consulting
Need a spot for the baby nine
If the mash could speak it'd say it was homeless
How we stepped out and no one's about
And we back in the dinger and everyone's soaking
You know it's us not them
Straight 1 6 her face was 10
Lil bro turned 17 like yamal
He just wanna go on the pitch and kweng
Course im my brothers keeper
Do it alone ion need no friends
Get a new advance from distro
Put away 20% for skeng
Yo
Face was 10 but body a 6
Pending bbl
Bro wanna score lamine yamal
But he OT with feins in hell
Don't let me take back time
Bag a nine by eye
Don't need no scales
Don't trust no hoe
Put trust in gang
And put trust in myself x2
I don't packy how I pack her
Richest opp can't catch up
She classy sippin on matcha
Steal anything that's matcha
Bring ur girlfriend around the shooters
Nun of my friends are scammers
He's probably think I'm bookey I'm hardly friends with the rappers
She praying I'm something she wants
I'm Spragga the richest sock
Got paid to talk bout ripping tops
I bring out a 16 and buy me a watch
All of my diamonds (huh huh)
All of my diamonds dance
If I'm with your bae
You ain't got a chance
I'm turning her up
My pockets are large