trix (Remix) whiterosemoxie (Ft. Baby Smoove)

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[Verse 1: whiterosemoxie]
You know the shoe stiff when I step (Huh)
Cranberry drip ‘round the neck (Huh)
I just did thirty this week (Huh)
Ain't even bother to check (Huh)
I got your shawty with me (Huh)
Off of the lavender Tech (Huh)
LA said they wanna speak (Huh)
I told gimme a jet

[Chorus: whiterosemoxie]
Got it on lock, yeah
Shawty in her feels in the fields
Imma take her ass to Trop, yeah
They keep talking on us
They running out of luck, yeah
Everybody round me 'bout dubs
Cause everybody throw it up, yeah
Everybody throw it up!

[Verse 2: Baby Smoove]
Everybody ‘round me throw shots
I keep a FN like I keep a dirty pop
He moved out of town, I was sleeping on his block
I got a foreign bitch riding in a foreign drop
I ain't like sliding cars, iPhones, or the watches
It’s niggas out here that wanna be just like me
Amiri jeans, Diors, and a Polo white tee
That boy up close, got blood on my white tee
Told my ma, “Call you back, I’m in the middle of a high-speed”
Hm, they never catch me
I’m buying a Lamborghini, used to ride a ten-speed
Too high for paragraphs, told her not to text me
There’s three guns in this car, dare you test me
But that’s light
I’m too rich, I don’t stop at red lights
I sip Wock', but I miss red pints
If I tell them niggas do it, they gon’ take your life