
Forever Peewee Longway & Cassius Jay (Ft. Lil Yachty & Tee Grizzley)
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[Intro]
(Say, Zay)
(This one need Cass on it, yeah)
(That boy Cassius)
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
How many times you make a million? Like four
Went double platinum, I did it with Boat
Not with the rap, would've did it with coke
I fuck with your bitch, she the shit with her throat
Why your money in your hand?
I got on Amiris, this shit ain't gon' fit in there
Her pussy good, I ain't heard it, I been in there
Saltwater pool, a dolphin could swim in there
Took the knife out my back, put that bitch in they neck
These niggas roaches, I don't watch my step
Had to say fuck everything but that check
Street nigga swag, I don't make it to the Met, hold up
On my feet, them C-words
On my key, that B-word
On my hip, that G-word
These lil' niggas that P-word, uh
Niggas say so much about me, uh
Bеt they watch they mouth around me, uh
You know I don't call off bountiеs
If it's up, nigga, you get his body, hold up
I used to be at the bottom, uh
I used to rock Aeropostale
Now I'm on the jet with a three in a personal bottle
Don't talk, bitch, swallow, uh
Hold up
(Say, Zay)
(This one need Cass on it, yeah)
(That boy Cassius)
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
How many times you make a million? Like four
Went double platinum, I did it with Boat
Not with the rap, would've did it with coke
I fuck with your bitch, she the shit with her throat
Why your money in your hand?
I got on Amiris, this shit ain't gon' fit in there
Her pussy good, I ain't heard it, I been in there
Saltwater pool, a dolphin could swim in there
Took the knife out my back, put that bitch in they neck
These niggas roaches, I don't watch my step
Had to say fuck everything but that check
Street nigga swag, I don't make it to the Met, hold up
On my feet, them C-words
On my key, that B-word
On my hip, that G-word
These lil' niggas that P-word, uh
Niggas say so much about me, uh
Bеt they watch they mouth around me, uh
You know I don't call off bountiеs
If it's up, nigga, you get his body, hold up
I used to be at the bottom, uh
I used to rock Aeropostale
Now I'm on the jet with a three in a personal bottle
Don't talk, bitch, swallow, uh
Hold up
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