Letras
Put white on your lip that's Colgate
You ask why I do what I do
Easy
I say bitch i'm not okay
Play with my horn like olé
Play with my heart not okay
Okay
Okay
Burner hot like Cheetos
Shorty take back shots like Tito's
This brand new whip, got me moving too fast
Gotta hit the car brake no keto
Light brown skin girl she bonita
And she like gold flake no bonito
Do all of this shit, cuz you know what I like
And I like getting top no Fredo Bang
Turn my legs into noodles like eat chow mein
Whoever sent you this, wants you to know
Fax no printer
White girl love snow no winter
She give me lip I fill her
Eat my bright sons no Tiller
Killer
Ándale no sprinter
I do my dance no triller
Make these Bens like Stiller
Here for the moment
Let's Mac it like Miller
This ain't a watch
This is a time piece
Counting the second you sounded just like me
I don't make music for you to just like me
People can try but there ain't no one like me
Oouu
Imma go off on a type beat
Shorty she wanna be wifey
On me like Supreme on white tee
Guess you could call me a hypebeast
Thats how I am when I party
I don't like taking it lightly
Sorry
I'm just direct Spike Lee
I like cake when i'm piping
Seen it from the front
What a citing
Inviting
Exciting
Why you playing games like a side ting
Cash over here
You could take a good look
Cuz you ain't getting money in writing
Fax no printer
White girl love snow no winter
She give me lip I fill her
Eat my bright sons no Tiller
Killer
Put white on your lip that's Colgate