
Still Do MVW (Ft. Valee)
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Still do, get the guap, we still do
Bitch want hit up 90210 to shop, we still do
Hit the bitch from back
And give that hoe right back, I still do
Count guap in my living room
Glock for who tryna steal loot
Foreign car, no
Still do, get the guap, we still do
Bitch want hit up 90210 to shop, we still do
Get the guap, we still do
Count guap in our living room
Glock for who tryna steal loot
Mmm-mmm-mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
I-I just spent two racks, Gucci flip-flopping me (still do)
In a week, I spend twenty Gs, yeah (still do)
Bitch unique, I'm feeding her veggie meats, yeah (still do)
All that ice, I'm puttin' the ice with teeth (still do)
I got different spots, I'm tryna retreat (still do)
Runnin' up, your life is obsolete (still do)
I'm coppin' designer, you cop a plea (still do)
I'm coppin' designеr shit, like it cheap (still do)
Runnin' up on me, your lifе is cheap, yeah (still do)
And that lean ain't fake, I really need it (still do)
In that hellcat like a leopard, should be buckled up (still do)
I spend racks on her makeup, ain't no touching up (still do)
On that bread like Papa John, cause I'm Don Corleone (still do)
This bitch keep hittin' my phone, she don't wan' leave me alone
Bitch want hit up 90210 to shop, we still do
Hit the bitch from back
And give that hoe right back, I still do
Count guap in my living room
Glock for who tryna steal loot
Foreign car, no
Still do, get the guap, we still do
Bitch want hit up 90210 to shop, we still do
Get the guap, we still do
Count guap in our living room
Glock for who tryna steal loot
Mmm-mmm-mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
I-I just spent two racks, Gucci flip-flopping me (still do)
In a week, I spend twenty Gs, yeah (still do)
Bitch unique, I'm feeding her veggie meats, yeah (still do)
All that ice, I'm puttin' the ice with teeth (still do)
I got different spots, I'm tryna retreat (still do)
Runnin' up, your life is obsolete (still do)
I'm coppin' designer, you cop a plea (still do)
I'm coppin' designеr shit, like it cheap (still do)
Runnin' up on me, your lifе is cheap, yeah (still do)
And that lean ain't fake, I really need it (still do)
In that hellcat like a leopard, should be buckled up (still do)
I spend racks on her makeup, ain't no touching up (still do)
On that bread like Papa John, cause I'm Don Corleone (still do)
This bitch keep hittin' my phone, she don't wan' leave me alone
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