Letras
Wooskii, I think we got one Niggas say he gettin' bands, I told him knock
It off Supreme hoodie, this is not Lacoste
Nigga, this Supreme hoodie, this is not Lacoste Heard he said he gettin' bands, tell him knock
It off What you want for the bag, I'ma cop it all
Bitch said she made 10k, I told her drop it off
Feel like Klay in the threerd, bitch, I'm tryna ball
Bitch, I shop at Saks Fifth, I don't shop at malls
This is 30 in this clip, I'ma pop it off Down bad on my ass, who I'm supposed to call
Got Balenci on my kick, Gucci on my drawers Yeah, he thought he got a fix, he got broke off
Oh, I think this bitch a 10, ain't seen no flaws
She ain't wanna see the trick, so I drove off
Yeah, she look good, but got no hustle, that's a cold toss
You mad, cause she fuck with me, but that's your fault
Do this Glock, match the fit, feel like a loc dog
In the club without Pop, I'ma poke dog
I'm like, bro, why the fuck you come in without Pop
Sent the cash app, she ain't send bands, so I blocked her
This bitch tryna kick it, but I never play soccer
Scared of heights, but I pulled with a chopper
I'ma let this bitch sing like opera
If he live, he gon' end up with a walker
Knocked the old bitch and she look like Ms. Parker
Had to toss that bitch off, yeah, I feel like Tony Parker
Tryna hop up out this whip, what's a drive-by
Yellow bone and she thick, she like five'five
Niggas say he gettin' bands, I'm like, why lie