[Asian Da Brat] Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff Tell me Bitch, I´m geeked Rollin´
Bitch, I´m geeked On my feet (On my feet) Bitch, I´m geeked Bitch, I´m geeked (Geeked, geeked) Bitch, I´m geeked
[Asian Da Brat] Walk in, I´m geeked, the Gucci my sneaks That bitch she a fan, on her knees, she gon´ eat Beat up your ho like I beat up the beat Claim you a shooter, I´m waiting to see Think I´ma cop me a crib overseas You thought I was pussy, unleashing the beast Don´t type how I feel, just try me and see, ayy Tape on the mind, we tittin´ for tat Them bricks in the trunk, take the work to her bag Bitches be lurking, I shit on they ass
I hopped out my Birkin, then hopped in the Jag Stacking and spending, the money gon´ last Hating I´m winning, I take it and laugh Young with a whole lot of cash Birds sail, shipping through mail These niggas be soft and they talking to 12 Who would´ve thought? Free my niggas in jail Pop out Givenchy, big racks on the shelf Talking no money? I´m sorry, I´m deaf The chopper go crazy, it´s stiff like an L Finessing and flexing, I want all the wealth Go hard and I´m wishing ´em well Ooh, I got the juice Pop me a Xanny then call the masseuse Diamonds they dripping, I´m catching the flu My bitches do bitches, then bring me the loot
[Yung Mal]
Lil Pissy Ooh, ooh, ooh I´m rockin´ double G, skip to my lou (Gucci) I´m on that dirty, I feel like a boot I came from the bottom, I ball, Caillou (Ball, swish) Keep it one hundred, I´m tellin´ the truth (One hundred) We bust ´em down and we mailin´ ´em too (Bust ´em down) We trap out that bitch ´til the lease get renewed (Trappin´) These niggas, they pussy, want peace but we shoot (They pussy) I done lost count, lil´ shawty, for all these bands I blew (Cash, racks) She cuppin´ that ass, do a dance or two So many bands, I left her on mute
So many hundreds, this shit get confusing Never goin´ broke, you must be delusional (Stupid) Ball on they ass, fur coat Think this shit sweet, smoke me a nigga like a ´Port Pablo was fuckin´ your ho I fell asleep, move your head, pour like a four Niggas´ hand out, talkin´ ´bout what they need Get your broke ass off the floor, uh Trap beatin´, this bitch jumpin´, we ´bout to fall through the floor Rico just called, say he pullin´ up now, somebody go to the door Bitch bad, ass fat like J-Lo Can´t go broke, I done been there before Youngin not with the subliminals (Nah) Nigga get out of line, I´m killin´ him
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