[Chorus]
I'll dress it up and make it perfect
I take a double cup and make it dirty
When I woke up, I went and blew a thirty (Thirty), huh
In a Lamborghini, I’m swerving (Swerve)
Bitch too bad, she might make you nervous (Nervous)
Backseat, '23 Cadillac truck, got tired of the old suburbs
I got old money, over sixty (Sixty)
All my old hoes say they miss me (Miss me)
I got codeine on my lip, yeah, I take a Styrofoam cup and kiss it (Kiss it)
I got a F.N. on my hip and it’s the seven number after fifty (Fifty)
Yeah, that’s a .57, (That’s a .57)
And I’m high as ever (And I’m high as ever)
[Verse 1]
Close your еyes, baby (Close ya eyеs baby)
Show me why baby
Show my why I should spend all this cash on you
Show me why I should go blow a bag on you
Show me why I should pop all the tags for you
Show me why, show me why, show me why
Tell me why I should ever trust a nigga
He a snitch, I see it in his eyes
He a snitch, he talking through a wire
Jumping ship, I call it suicide
Show me why I should ever trust a bitch
She gon' switch, I see it in her eyes
Yeah, I tell her "Pull up, meet me in the lobby"
'Cause her head and her pussy fire
All day in my life, caught a vibe
Hotter than a stove top, yeah, I'm fried
I'll dress it up and make it perfect
I take a double cup and make it dirty
When I woke up, I went and blew a thirty (Thirty), huh
In a Lamborghini, I’m swerving (Swerve)
Bitch too bad, she might make you nervous (Nervous)
Backseat, '23 Cadillac truck, got tired of the old suburbs
I got old money, over sixty (Sixty)
All my old hoes say they miss me (Miss me)
I got codeine on my lip, yeah, I take a Styrofoam cup and kiss it (Kiss it)
I got a F.N. on my hip and it’s the seven number after fifty (Fifty)
Yeah, that’s a .57, (That’s a .57)
And I’m high as ever (And I’m high as ever)
[Verse 1]
Close your еyes, baby (Close ya eyеs baby)
Show me why baby
Show my why I should spend all this cash on you
Show me why I should go blow a bag on you
Show me why I should pop all the tags for you
Show me why, show me why, show me why
Tell me why I should ever trust a nigga
He a snitch, I see it in his eyes
He a snitch, he talking through a wire
Jumping ship, I call it suicide
Show me why I should ever trust a bitch
She gon' switch, I see it in her eyes
Yeah, I tell her "Pull up, meet me in the lobby"
'Cause her head and her pussy fire
All day in my life, caught a vibe
Hotter than a stove top, yeah, I'm fried
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