[Verse 1: wonder]
Bad flipper, y'all don't even got none' say
I want some bands, bitch, I want the brand new Wraith
Y'all on some bullshit, bring out the bands lil' bitch
I got the hat trick, I got the plans, lil' bitch
All of these rappers brand new, I got the shits like that
I got some hands on me, I'm in the brand new bag
I tell this bitch don't call me back, she wanna get in that mood
I got some broke boy seat, okay, I'm gettin' a brand new scoot
Y'all don't be seein' your paper, I get my shit in advance
Feel like LeBron and the Lakers, shit for the bands
I got the mean lil' bitch, I swear thеse bitches love mе
Space Jam, I feel like Kareem, lil' bitch, I ball, bitch, bugs and bunnies
Uh, uh, my bitch got the full clip
I'ma let her fight that bitch while I talk my shit
I'm makin' moves, bitch, I don't need to be on no list when I walk right in
Y'all stop gettin' guap, I like when this bitch on top
This shit don't stop, this bitch been gettin' too tox'
Fuck it, I'ma steal my girlfriends shit
I'ma ride her best friend too, I be lyin' like I'm rich or shit
You trippin', I ain't lookin' at that ugly hoe
Me and Dion, me and Dion, buy some brand new clothes
[Verse 2: Redboy]
Uh, stank ass hoe
Bangin' on yo apartment door, I told you this game over, hoe
Bank department comin' in, tellin' me I gotta slow my role
Big deposits, I drive back to the stu and pop an ignorant foe
Talk my shit, I like when they get ignorant
Fill my tummy with sour patch watermelon and I'm gettin' it in
Set up the bait then I'm reelin' 'em in
Not fishin' for compliments, I got accomplishments, bitch, I'm ready to win
She flattin' my bills like a platypus, count up the racks, put it in a machine
She from the mud, she eat my tadpoles up, big old racks on us
I told you that I was a slug and I'm slidin' like transmission
Slippery, like spaghetti
Fly in the cab, that bitch just go bloody, I do the dash, that's two times seventy
Bad flipper, y'all don't even got none' say
I want some bands, bitch, I want the brand new Wraith
Y'all on some bullshit, bring out the bands lil' bitch
I got the hat trick, I got the plans, lil' bitch
All of these rappers brand new, I got the shits like that
I got some hands on me, I'm in the brand new bag
I tell this bitch don't call me back, she wanna get in that mood
I got some broke boy seat, okay, I'm gettin' a brand new scoot
Y'all don't be seein' your paper, I get my shit in advance
Feel like LeBron and the Lakers, shit for the bands
I got the mean lil' bitch, I swear thеse bitches love mе
Space Jam, I feel like Kareem, lil' bitch, I ball, bitch, bugs and bunnies
Uh, uh, my bitch got the full clip
I'ma let her fight that bitch while I talk my shit
I'm makin' moves, bitch, I don't need to be on no list when I walk right in
Y'all stop gettin' guap, I like when this bitch on top
This shit don't stop, this bitch been gettin' too tox'
Fuck it, I'ma steal my girlfriends shit
I'ma ride her best friend too, I be lyin' like I'm rich or shit
You trippin', I ain't lookin' at that ugly hoe
Me and Dion, me and Dion, buy some brand new clothes
[Verse 2: Redboy]
Uh, stank ass hoe
Bangin' on yo apartment door, I told you this game over, hoe
Bank department comin' in, tellin' me I gotta slow my role
Big deposits, I drive back to the stu and pop an ignorant foe
Talk my shit, I like when they get ignorant
Fill my tummy with sour patch watermelon and I'm gettin' it in
Set up the bait then I'm reelin' 'em in
Not fishin' for compliments, I got accomplishments, bitch, I'm ready to win
She flattin' my bills like a platypus, count up the racks, put it in a machine
She from the mud, she eat my tadpoles up, big old racks on us
I told you that I was a slug and I'm slidin' like transmission
Slippery, like spaghetti
Fly in the cab, that bitch just go bloody, I do the dash, that's two times seventy
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