
Different Sodas 8K & Heembeezy
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[Chorus]
Yeah
Lemme know what’s the deal, lemme know what it is
Girl you know I got the game, you can bring all yo’ friends
Baby, I was flockin’ houses, I was in and out of cribs
Growing up I was a trophy baby, this the life I live
And I been risk-taking so much
Pouring fours in different sodas (Yeah)
My bitch bad with her dough up
She pretty face with her toes done (Yeah)
[Verse]
My bitch bad, yeah she fine in the face (Hm)
She throw it at me I’m like, “Can I get a taste?”
I’m tryna beat the yacci, -acci, Ion got time to play (Hm)
Beat up yo’ walls, I’ma knock it out the park
And I can’t show no moe love ‘causе Ion got no more heart (Hm)
She likе “Daddy, stop sippin’”, I’ma wockhead
Baby, I can’t stop sippin’, I’ma wockstar
Last n*gga ran off, he ain’t got far (Hm)
She want me to be her n*gga, I can’t chase her
Sorry to say it baby, but I keep it player (Hm)
I was swerving off the perc, I missed the exit
She with the gang, buddy, go and find yo’ next bitch
Baby, I’ll put the VVS’s on yo’ necklace
Shinnin’, brighter than a diamond and you sexy
And I’m a trophy, all she wanna do is sext me
Baby, can you do all the things that you text me?
Yeah
Lemme know what’s the deal, lemme know what it is
Girl you know I got the game, you can bring all yo’ friends
Baby, I was flockin’ houses, I was in and out of cribs
Growing up I was a trophy baby, this the life I live
And I been risk-taking so much
Pouring fours in different sodas (Yeah)
My bitch bad with her dough up
She pretty face with her toes done (Yeah)
[Verse]
My bitch bad, yeah she fine in the face (Hm)
She throw it at me I’m like, “Can I get a taste?”
I’m tryna beat the yacci, -acci, Ion got time to play (Hm)
Beat up yo’ walls, I’ma knock it out the park
And I can’t show no moe love ‘causе Ion got no more heart (Hm)
She likе “Daddy, stop sippin’”, I’ma wockhead
Baby, I can’t stop sippin’, I’ma wockstar
Last n*gga ran off, he ain’t got far (Hm)
She want me to be her n*gga, I can’t chase her
Sorry to say it baby, but I keep it player (Hm)
I was swerving off the perc, I missed the exit
She with the gang, buddy, go and find yo’ next bitch
Baby, I’ll put the VVS’s on yo’ necklace
Shinnin’, brighter than a diamond and you sexy
And I’m a trophy, all she wanna do is sext me
Baby, can you do all the things that you text me?
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