[Chorus]
Bitch I get higher than a plane
These niggas sounding the same
Diamonds all over my wrist, and neck
Bitch I'm not goin' out plain
Like what you gon' do
I'm with the niggas that love to shoot
Kan got a [?] out the coupe
We get high sippin' on juice
[?] on double C
These niggas look up to me
I'm what they wanna be
Up in the [?] with the bands on me

[Verse]
I'm tryna go bust down
With them niggas that don't fuck around
You better go get a new bitch
What is you doing, that hoe is a clown
She takin' a look at my wrist
Staring too hard, that hoe gon' drown
We uping up with them Glocks
Hit his car make it stop
All of my niggas they really some demons
Born to clutch that chop
Bro tryna catch him a hat
Up in a SRT hellcat
Switch it up, Hop in a beamer
That's how it be when you rich like that
Yo bitch she be up in the honda
Claimin' that's boujee bitch stop that
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?