Текст песни Bellinis - Dunnyways

New Patek, buss it down

Icey blue, Orlando Magic

Shorty say she from the town

She on fire like a dragon

And she threw it on me

Touchdown, I'ma catch it

Aye aye

Tell ya man quit the static

I'm a bastard

Keep a piece under the fabric

I done, I done had it

We don't really do the cappin

All my, all my niggas out here, they be trappin

Don't get, don't get smoked

Pick a nugget out the package

Aye

Slapped her ass like she scored at the half

Shorty give me wop, I send her right back

Big big stacks, all these niggas big mad

My name in ya mouth, niggas chit chat

L.A. for the day, smokin' big gas

Shorty chose the right one, he big mad

Pussy so good, should be gift wrapped

Do it for the hood, don't forget that

Heard a couple niggas look for me

Catch me overseas with a bellini

She want the guini, that's for the whole team

My women always be comin' in threes

She goin' down like she sippin' some tea

You already know how it go, keep it flee

Trap out the bando, where you can't go

Big bank, got a load in the cambro

Fuck wit' me baby

I got the hood goin' crazy