Hannah Sprinks (Ft. OsamaSon)
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[Intro: Sprinks & OsamaSon]
Everywhere I go I keep a toolie
Got recipe like Ratatouille
God rest in peace that boy truly
Can't fuck with them 'cause they all foolie, uh
She open like a book, yeah, yeah
I'm posted like a crook
I did pop a X, I'm like, "Yes, slime" ("Yes, slime," yeah)
"Y-y-yes, slime," yeah, yeah, uh-uh
(Yes, slime)
(Yes, slime)
(Walkin' on these bitches with my chains on like Chris)
(Stop, bitch)
[?] dancin', uh
[Chorus: Sprinks]
Two-two hundred cash, swervе, yeah (Yeah)
Your bitch gon' see the work, uh, yеah
My vision hella blurry (Hella blurry), yeah, yeah
I ball out like I'm Curry
Two-two hundred cash, swerve, yeah (Yeah)
Your bitch gon' see the work, uh, yeah
My vision hella blurry (Hella blurry), yeah, yeah
I ball out like I'm Curry, yeah-yeah
[Verse 1: Sprinks]
Do this everyday, yeah, do this everyday
And I don't care what they say, yeah, don't care what they say, yeah
Mo-money in my wallet, you know how I stay
This bitch, she been wildin', she goin' outta state
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Told her, "Is you okay?" Yeah, yeah
Told her, "You gotta pray," yeah, yeah
Told her, "Send 'em my way," yeah, yeah
I'm sorry 'cause I play
Everywhere I go I keep a toolie
Got recipe like Ratatouille
God rest in peace that boy truly
Can't fuck with them 'cause they all foolie, uh
She open like a book, yeah, yeah
I'm posted like a crook
Everywhere I go I keep a toolie
Got recipe like Ratatouille
God rest in peace that boy truly
Can't fuck with them 'cause they all foolie, uh
She open like a book, yeah, yeah
I'm posted like a crook
I did pop a X, I'm like, "Yes, slime" ("Yes, slime," yeah)
"Y-y-yes, slime," yeah, yeah, uh-uh
(Yes, slime)
(Yes, slime)
(Walkin' on these bitches with my chains on like Chris)
(Stop, bitch)
[?] dancin', uh
[Chorus: Sprinks]
Two-two hundred cash, swervе, yeah (Yeah)
Your bitch gon' see the work, uh, yеah
My vision hella blurry (Hella blurry), yeah, yeah
I ball out like I'm Curry
Two-two hundred cash, swerve, yeah (Yeah)
Your bitch gon' see the work, uh, yeah
My vision hella blurry (Hella blurry), yeah, yeah
I ball out like I'm Curry, yeah-yeah
[Verse 1: Sprinks]
Do this everyday, yeah, do this everyday
And I don't care what they say, yeah, don't care what they say, yeah
Mo-money in my wallet, you know how I stay
This bitch, she been wildin', she goin' outta state
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Told her, "Is you okay?" Yeah, yeah
Told her, "You gotta pray," yeah, yeah
Told her, "Send 'em my way," yeah, yeah
I'm sorry 'cause I play
Everywhere I go I keep a toolie
Got recipe like Ratatouille
God rest in peace that boy truly
Can't fuck with them 'cause they all foolie, uh
She open like a book, yeah, yeah
I'm posted like a crook
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