Letras
Why your girl hit me up? Yeah, she knew I was 16
Hundreds upon hundreds, yeah, I'm cooking up the scene
Girlies up on girlies, why the hell they perving on my jeans?
Cooking up so hard, yeah, I'm feeling like YT
Pretty hoe see me later
We gonna go fuck today
Money in my backseat (back, bitch, yeah)
Money in the trunk today
Lighting up a fat zoot
Lighting it with you today
She liking my tracksuit, yeah
Yeah, it's pretty new, okay
Perform in the club, but I'm not really allowed In
Zeroes up on zeroes, yeah, that's my bank balance
N-n-new girl crazy, yeah, she got them big breasts
Yeah, my new girl crazy, yeah, she got them big breasts
Sunday morning, 6 a.m., tell that guy to say less
Walking, walking around up in the school
They don't know that I'm the best
Fu-fuck mocks, glad I got that shit all up off of my chest
Why your girl hit me up? Yeah, she knew I was 16
Hundreds upon hundreds, yeah, I'm cooking up the scene
Girlies up on girlies, why the hell they perving on my jeans?
Cooking up so hard, yeah, I'm feeling like YT
(Chriss144 killed this track)