Текст песни




Might be a lil late when I pull up
At the gas pump tryna fill up
Get a lil weight get your bill up
Be around 4 if you're still up
Tell em other hoes get your skill up
Few likes and they all get fill ups
Get a lil house in manilla
Only come pink and vanilla
Everything in life got drawbacks
Pick up and I move like a bobcat
Me and Real from the bottom
And you saw that
When you sharp with the
Keys you cant fall flat
Faded late night all that
All black with the muhfuckin
Ball cap home runnit
Sota gang deep where ya squad at?
Presence of a pharaoh where ya god at?
In a section with ya best friend you hype
Put a show on like you see those Broadway lights
Johnny cash with the bank, you pressed, I ain't
Got a BM she a W flex, aye
Bottles and bottles on my table
Living and dying I'm unstable
Speaking of living I'm so thankful
Bottles and bottles on my table
Have you ever heard gun sounds?
I am the who's who of what now
I make big plays and touchdowns
It's like 6 days I fuck now
Serious, its a lotta bad talk happening right behind my back
I just, blow smoke relax, and I
I Like my...
Bitches with no petty drama
You hear that love and reciprocate just like your momma
Ill take you home and fuck you right
Baby girl I promise
I got that blue dream and I can let you touch my anaconda doci vanas
In a section with ya best friend you hype
Put a show on like you see those Broadway lights
Johnny cash with the bank, you pressed, I ain't
Got a BM she a W flex, aye
Bottles and bottles on my table
Living and dying I'm unstable
Speaking of living I'm so thankful
Bottles and bottles on my table



Авторы: Josiah Kakish


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