[intro]
I got 20 bands on my yea
Said everythang is expensive yea
Them diamond rangs is expensive
I got ? By my side dis expensive!
Yea
[Chorus]
I got 30 bands by my side dis shit expensive (yea)
I got 2 pateks on my wrist dis shit expensive
I got pressure I smoke xotic It’s expensive (yea)
I got bands that’s piling high We so vicious (we so vicious)
I want Rollies until I’m fly like a pigeon (Brrrrrrrrrrr)
I got 30 on me I’m tryin’ expand the business
Good yayo that drain be wetter than some fishes
Rockin’ YSL if you askin’ what is this (yeah)
[verse]
She say Papi yea what da business (dis shit fa real)
Just like psychic with Crystal balls, you got the vision (yea)
My new bitch is certified she expensive
Nigga say he better then me I must’ve missed it
I really been tryin’ to slow down, but I’m expensive (i'm expensive)
I got habits that chicken chicken finger lickin’
I got habits that molly and pussy delicious (yea)
You not having no motion shit get really wicked
I’m done with being broke that shit is for the pigeons (yea)
You get it? get a pigeon then nigga go flip it
You got to focus on self complete the mission
My mother a soldier I’ve always been committed (mama)
Dis bitch hot as fire I’m on her mouth like lip stick (so whats the deal)
I got pallets of Cyrus wetter then the dishes (yea)
Just come see, what up B
Pour a cup up we yellin’ M.O.B
Lil bitch can’t put a cuff on me
Had pain for years, wiped a couple tears diamonds in the rear
Know you feel it had to erase my fears
Bitch I’m standin’ here (we right here)
Toast and we cheer been winnin’ for years
Pop a oppa like we pop a bottle they fallin’ in tears of blood
I swear to God, I bought my canon blow dis bitch for fun
I got my gang in dis bitch and you ain’t fuckin’ with us
I got that yoppa it go kek kek kek kek kek
What
So don’t be all in ya feelings start tripin’ let it blow (dudududududududu)
Bitch if you all in my business I gotta let you go (yea)
I just get high as the ceiling so how you feeling’ what (yea)
Bitch it’s a honor you on here so why you bitchin' fa (dat rite)
I got my feet up just kickin’ it fuck you tripin’ fa
I got 20 bands on my yea
Said everythang is expensive yea
Them diamond rangs is expensive
I got ? By my side dis expensive!
Yea
[Chorus]
I got 30 bands by my side dis shit expensive (yea)
I got 2 pateks on my wrist dis shit expensive
I got pressure I smoke xotic It’s expensive (yea)
I got bands that’s piling high We so vicious (we so vicious)
I want Rollies until I’m fly like a pigeon (Brrrrrrrrrrr)
I got 30 on me I’m tryin’ expand the business
Good yayo that drain be wetter than some fishes
Rockin’ YSL if you askin’ what is this (yeah)
[verse]
She say Papi yea what da business (dis shit fa real)
Just like psychic with Crystal balls, you got the vision (yea)
My new bitch is certified she expensive
Nigga say he better then me I must’ve missed it
I really been tryin’ to slow down, but I’m expensive (i'm expensive)
I got habits that chicken chicken finger lickin’
I got habits that molly and pussy delicious (yea)
You not having no motion shit get really wicked
I’m done with being broke that shit is for the pigeons (yea)
You get it? get a pigeon then nigga go flip it
You got to focus on self complete the mission
My mother a soldier I’ve always been committed (mama)
Dis bitch hot as fire I’m on her mouth like lip stick (so whats the deal)
I got pallets of Cyrus wetter then the dishes (yea)
Just come see, what up B
Pour a cup up we yellin’ M.O.B
Lil bitch can’t put a cuff on me
Had pain for years, wiped a couple tears diamonds in the rear
Know you feel it had to erase my fears
Bitch I’m standin’ here (we right here)
Toast and we cheer been winnin’ for years
Pop a oppa like we pop a bottle they fallin’ in tears of blood
I swear to God, I bought my canon blow dis bitch for fun
I got my gang in dis bitch and you ain’t fuckin’ with us
I got that yoppa it go kek kek kek kek kek
What
So don’t be all in ya feelings start tripin’ let it blow (dudududududududu)
Bitch if you all in my business I gotta let you go (yea)
I just get high as the ceiling so how you feeling’ what (yea)
Bitch it’s a honor you on here so why you bitchin' fa (dat rite)
I got my feet up just kickin’ it fuck you tripin’ fa
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