[Intro]
(Kayyo)
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
[Chorus: Yeat]
I'm rockin' chains from Elliante (Chains, chains, chains, chains)
Whole lotta bad lil' thotties gon' come our way (Way, way, way) (I had to swerve)
Swerved in the GLE, bitch, take a look at they face (Hrr)
Yeah, and my twin boutta pull up and light this shit up, boutta light up the place, yeah, like a candle (Phew, phew)
My bitch boutta pull up and ride on me, grabbin' her waist, like a handle (Eugh)
Yes, I flex blue money, green money, red money right in they face, I'mma count them bands up (My money, my money)
My money been goin' up, bitch, it been twerkin' all day, all day like a dancer (All day, no way, no way)
[Verse: Gwallahs]
Drugs in my systеm, they calmin' me down
Causin' a pond when I drip and I drown (Drip)
Mafia monеy, controllin' the town
You in the circus, yo' ass is a clown, huh
You is a clown, just like Binky
VVS diamond my pinkie
She really tryna come link me (Come link)
Freaky lil' bitch tryna drink me
Chasin' the guap and she stay on my body
Brodie pull up with a stick, caught a homi'
President Tru' pack, we smokin' Mitt Romney
Old school, nigga I walk with a Tommy
Tommy on me, but my last name is Draco
Mac and the cheese, and I'm countin' the queso
Ooter done pulled up and he makin' em lay low
Juice, Wock', Tris with a bitch in the Faygo
I'm takin' the globe and they callin me Juice, uh, Canada jacket, the goose
Money on heavy, my pockets be loose, brodie ain't makin' no blues
You is not even my slime (Slime), you is not even my slatt (My slatt)
Bank account lookin' divine (Divine), all of my pockets been fat
Why these niggas tryna rob me? I never run, I had to up on my blick
God damn, brodie, I'm coughin', pass me the lean, why the fuck I'm feelin' sick?
(Kayyo)
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
[Chorus: Yeat]
I'm rockin' chains from Elliante (Chains, chains, chains, chains)
Whole lotta bad lil' thotties gon' come our way (Way, way, way) (I had to swerve)
Swerved in the GLE, bitch, take a look at they face (Hrr)
Yeah, and my twin boutta pull up and light this shit up, boutta light up the place, yeah, like a candle (Phew, phew)
My bitch boutta pull up and ride on me, grabbin' her waist, like a handle (Eugh)
Yes, I flex blue money, green money, red money right in they face, I'mma count them bands up (My money, my money)
My money been goin' up, bitch, it been twerkin' all day, all day like a dancer (All day, no way, no way)
[Verse: Gwallahs]
Drugs in my systеm, they calmin' me down
Causin' a pond when I drip and I drown (Drip)
Mafia monеy, controllin' the town
You in the circus, yo' ass is a clown, huh
You is a clown, just like Binky
VVS diamond my pinkie
She really tryna come link me (Come link)
Freaky lil' bitch tryna drink me
Chasin' the guap and she stay on my body
Brodie pull up with a stick, caught a homi'
President Tru' pack, we smokin' Mitt Romney
Old school, nigga I walk with a Tommy
Tommy on me, but my last name is Draco
Mac and the cheese, and I'm countin' the queso
Ooter done pulled up and he makin' em lay low
Juice, Wock', Tris with a bitch in the Faygo
I'm takin' the globe and they callin me Juice, uh, Canada jacket, the goose
Money on heavy, my pockets be loose, brodie ain't makin' no blues
You is not even my slime (Slime), you is not even my slatt (My slatt)
Bank account lookin' divine (Divine), all of my pockets been fat
Why these niggas tryna rob me? I never run, I had to up on my blick
God damn, brodie, I'm coughin', pass me the lean, why the fuck I'm feelin' sick?
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