[Intro]
[?] CSM!
[Hook]
Close your eyes bitch, I know that you afraid of heights
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
[Verse 1]
She gon' give me that pussy, I ain't even gotta ask
She gon' let me fuck on her she call me her dad
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I just hit like 5 dabs
Got him gamblin' with his life like that shit was crabs
She want Chanel on her neck, man that shit get bad
My life's a movie, all I see is bitches shakin' ass
My San Francisco hoe, I know she really want me back
I'm smokin' purple thoughts, I swear that it's the best gas
Bitch, I'm high like a plane, hopin' I don't crash
My white boy, he the plug in Phoenix, call him Steve Nash
He gon' bless me with a pint when I'm feeling cold
Why you neck turnin' green? I thought that was gold
Balenciaga's, that's my place just cause they [?]
[?] CSM!
[Hook]
Close your eyes bitch, I know that you afraid of heights
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
[Verse 1]
She gon' give me that pussy, I ain't even gotta ask
She gon' let me fuck on her she call me her dad
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I just hit like 5 dabs
Got him gamblin' with his life like that shit was crabs
She want Chanel on her neck, man that shit get bad
My life's a movie, all I see is bitches shakin' ass
My San Francisco hoe, I know she really want me back
I'm smokin' purple thoughts, I swear that it's the best gas
Bitch, I'm high like a plane, hopin' I don't crash
My white boy, he the plug in Phoenix, call him Steve Nash
He gon' bless me with a pint when I'm feeling cold
Why you neck turnin' green? I thought that was gold
Balenciaga's, that's my place just cause they [?]
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