Lirik

Stokyo Drift Watch how I move Choreograph Corleone shift They wanna snoop, none of your biz Cover my tracks, VPN Fuck all these rats sneaking in Suck on my sacks fifth Wantin' these stacks, fifty Yeah, I been smokin' up Check the double cup feelin' dizzy See I was twenty-one When I saw them racks started hittin' See I ain't gonna bust Make sure shorty cum when she with me I pull it out her guts Shoot it at her chest like she fifty, you feel me? Yeah, she my baby, lil' crazy She my shady hoe As of lately she my lady Her shit wavey daily bro I play the long game Carry the ball like LеBron James Connin' a bro like Frank Fontainе Do it all dressed in Givenchy I just might hit that 'berg I just might sink yo ship (Lil' bitch) Lil' sip then I did that dirt Big grin from the spliff I hit (Lil' bitch) Lil' lip when I spit that verse Big deal, oh yeah Better get that word right Turn the key then I burnout Fuck you mean? Cash out, lil' bitch Ran through the store with her ass out I keep the assets all on the net I keep the net on a drive I can pass out I keep the whip on the lot And a bitch in the pool And my credit cards all gettin' maxed out I said I'm ready to cash out I said I'm ready to- I said I'm ready to- I said I'm ready to- Stokyo Drift Watch how I move Choreograph Corleone shift They wanna snoop, none of your biz Cover my tracks, VPN Fuck all these rats sneaking in Suck on my sacks fifth Wantin' these stacks, fifty Stokyo Drift Watch how I move Choreograph Corleone shift They wanna snoop, none of your biz Cover my tracks, VPN Fuck all these rats sneaking in Suck on my sacks fifth Wantin' these stacks, fifty
Writer(s): Alex Smith, Austin Pool, Christopher Wright, Mario Sambrotta, Miles Powers Evans, Thiago De Souza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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