Bobby Boucher* Pi'erre Bourne

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[Hook]
If I die, I pray I don't go to hell, I wanna see the Heaven gates
Me and my lord, we parallel, gotta keep everything straight
Yeah, my grandma ain’t feelin' well, buy her a flower bouquet
Man you'll never have to waterboy, young Bobby Boucher
If she French kiss my dick, I just say "Touche"
If she spendin' the night, toothbrush, I Postmates
Wake up to some new money in my new place
I wake up to more drama, but I don't play

[Verse 1]
I can’t take everybody, they ain’t invited
I don't want no nasty lil bitch, for her to find out
I just wanna gеt the cash, green still piling
Yea they say I movе too fast, They free ridin'
All my niggas like the Swipe R, They be swipin'
I ain't sittin' [?], so I just [?]
Gettin' money like my laundry, It's gon' pile Up
She gon' pull up on me late like Jimmy Fallon

[Hook]
If I die, I pray I don't go to hell, I wanna see the Heaven gates
Me and my lord, we parallel, gotta keep everything straight
Yeah, my grandma ain’t feelin' well, buy her a flower bouquet
Man you'll never have to waterboy, young Bobby Boucher
If she French kiss my dick, I just say "Touche"
If she spendin' the night, toothbrush, I Postmates
Wake up to some new money in my new place
I wake up to more drama, but I don't play