Lyrics Wish You Was - Mell Hollin

Wrap it up
Grab all the bands, and count it up
Fat enough
All of my bread be thick as fuck
Bitch gone suck
But i'm tryna fuck, imma test my luck
You know what?
We on the top and you wish you was (Patty Beats, Honed)

Making money, yea i'm moving (Woah)
This shit looking like a movie (Uh-huh)
You act like a dog, you goofy (Wo-o-oah)
Im eating $100 sushi (Woah)
You wish you knew me, you don't (Nah)
I'm dripping in Louis Vuitton (Yah)
In the Porsche, know you wanna hop on (You do)
She a dork but I like how she moan (Like it)
Like how she moan, she sexy (Yah)
Wet emoji when she texting (Yah)
I might just get her and her bestie (Get it)
They like how my pockets so hefty (Hefty)
In my state, I got an empire (Woah)
Large views, where they all admire (Yah)
Getting luxury, call me sire (Yah yah)
Always think about how I aspire (Woah)
Aspire to be more like Mike (Mike)
Aspire to be more like Lamar
Yea i'm tryna raise my height (Height)
And i'm tryna better my bars
I'm going crazy, go psycho (Psycho)
Drip gone follow me where I go (I go)
Water on me, need a lifeboat
Diamonds on my wrist, so ice cold
Pick her up in the whip, she thought the ride in space (See the stars)
Check the ID like we at the club, won't catch a case (Nah nah)
Talk to me like i'm your bud, don't hear what you say (Who?)
You just gotta know that i'm paid, yah
Just gotta get out the way, yah
Hop out the foreign, repping the Gucci,
Yea I got expensive taste (Big drip)
I am short like Lil Uzi, but Lil Carter is my name (Carter)
All these bitches think they fucking with me,
All these bitches be insane (You stupid)
Girl you know that i'm a zombie, all I wanted was some brain (Ah)

Wrap it up
Grab all the bands, and count it up (Count it, count it)
Fat enough
All of my bread be thick as fuck (Ooh)
Bitch gone suck
But i'm tryna fuck, imma test my luck (Yah)
You know what?
We on the top and you wish you was (You did)

Talk shit, don't phase me
Making big money, why they hate me? (Hah hah)
So crazy, if we rating outta 10, i'm 8 deep (Woo)
Lil baby, we gone eat gourmet, ain't no KD (Wo-o-oah)
Can't save me, i'm the super-villain that they made me (Yah yah)
Compare the salaries
I got more zeroes and I got more faculty
I run this shit, like I was an athlete
If you can't kill a God, then bitch don't battle me (Woah)
Why are you mad at me?
I'm on the throne, call me your majesty
Perfect the bars, i'm doing that mastery
Whipping up shit like we in a factory (Woah)
Don't trip if i'm at the Grammys
Or if the blue check on the grammy (Check it)
This bitch on her knees, she cannot stand me
Spend my life tryna impress the family
I got vibes, Pokemon, she tryna catch em (Yah)
From you, don't wanna feel disrespecting (Yah)
I wake up everyday and count a blessing (Yah)
Like with my Off-White suitcase at the check in (Wo-oah)
Air Jordan 1's, what I step in (No crease)
Ball at the rim, Scottie Pippen (Woah)
You got a girlfriend, you protect it (Yah)
Didn't jump in this shit, bitch I leapt in (Nah)
Diamond on me like a wedding band
Bad girl with me, ain't no wedding plans
She a wifey type, but then again
Don't know intentions, what am I saying?
Try to stick low, keep the real (Real)
At this point, don't know how to feel
Feel like i'm married to the green, to the bills (Bills)
Feel like i'm high when i'm in the hills
Feel like i'm too hot, I need to chill (Chill)
Feel like the money, only way to help
Feel like i'm close to the sun, imma melt (Melt)
Only care about my records that sell
I know y'all listen like I am a prodigy
I took a gamble and I won the lottery
I hope my uncle look down, and he proud of me
Proud of the man, that I'm about to be
Finna boss up, cause y'all doubted
Gun for the top, don't give fuck about casualties
No beef, only want that bread and cheese
You gone need an elevator, get up to me

Wrap it up
Grab all the bands, and count it up (Count it, count it)
Fat enough
All of my bread be thick as fuck (Ooh)
Bitch gone suck
But i'm tryna fuck, imma test my luck (Yah)
You know what?
We on the top and you wish you was