[Chorus]
Don't tap me in, 'cause I'm not it
Protect your heart, I got mileage
Put my hand on top the roof where the stars been
It's all red, she ride the bike just like Robin (Phew, -in, phew, -in)
[Verse 1]
And I got so many racks, I might just have to stuff it inside of the coupe (Coupe, skrrt, skrrt, -in, -in)
And I do not gotta brag, bitch, if I'm with gang, you know they gon' shoot, shoot (Fah)
And, and, so what?
Comin' at twelve, bitch, I'm taking your lunch
A sack of bread on me, I brush off the crust
I said check your lil' bitch, she better not touch (Touch)
Touch, touch
The Ralph Lauren jeans, it just came with some cuts
I'm grippin' the 1017 on her butt
Then pass that bitch to my man 'cause shе a slut (Ew)
Yeah (Ew), yeah
Bitch, I'm on the icе and it came with a Doug
I hook up the Doug on the back of the truck
It's a four-leaf clover, but I don't want no luck
Don't want no love
I just been lately, been runnin' from love
The Rick Owens coat so big turn into puff
I'm wearin' a lot, keep the people on hush
Hush (Shh), hush
Look at the watch, it run around innings, I know you can't time it (Let's go)
Hush (Shh), hush
I do a crime and jump around, and you know, run with the bunnies
Don't tap me in, 'cause I'm not it
Protect your heart, I got mileage
Put my hand on top the roof where the stars been
It's all red, she ride the bike just like Robin (Phew, -in, phew, -in)
[Verse 1]
And I got so many racks, I might just have to stuff it inside of the coupe (Coupe, skrrt, skrrt, -in, -in)
And I do not gotta brag, bitch, if I'm with gang, you know they gon' shoot, shoot (Fah)
And, and, so what?
Comin' at twelve, bitch, I'm taking your lunch
A sack of bread on me, I brush off the crust
I said check your lil' bitch, she better not touch (Touch)
Touch, touch
The Ralph Lauren jeans, it just came with some cuts
I'm grippin' the 1017 on her butt
Then pass that bitch to my man 'cause shе a slut (Ew)
Yeah (Ew), yeah
Bitch, I'm on the icе and it came with a Doug
I hook up the Doug on the back of the truck
It's a four-leaf clover, but I don't want no luck
Don't want no love
I just been lately, been runnin' from love
The Rick Owens coat so big turn into puff
I'm wearin' a lot, keep the people on hush
Hush (Shh), hush
Look at the watch, it run around innings, I know you can't time it (Let's go)
Hush (Shh), hush
I do a crime and jump around, and you know, run with the bunnies
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