Lyrics

Bitch, it could be
Cup of lean two-thousand, bitch it could be
(Could be), white tee two-thousand, bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Bitch really bad, but she gotta be
Benz fully loaded, it's my A to B
Old school, but underneath not corroded, that's my A to B
My cup of lean too dark, bitch, you gotta pay for this
Dodge demon win a race with no N20, I pull-up, Jadakiss
Bad bitch with me, just for tonight
Wonder how my kill tech rearrange buildings like it's Fortnite
Too many automobiles, I might dispense a key
When I pull up with that real exotic, it's not dispensary
Two sedans, back to back, it's a four-door fight
My bitch left and right, wrist is bright, look like a photo fight
She got acid on her tongue, bitch it could be
She wanna be dressed up in new Louis Vuitton, and bitch, you could be
When I hotbox, it get out humidly
When I do the dash, yo' bitch my focus like a dash cam
One-thousand dollar flip-flops, my football, it's a grand slam
In a hellcat, I make my mirrors look like a trans am
Bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Cup of lean two-thousand, bitch it could be (man, I could be)
Bought a white tee two-thousand, bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Bitch really bad, but she gotta be (man, I could be)
Benz fully loaded, it's my A to B
Old school, but underneath not corroded, that's my A to B
And it could be
And it could be
And it could be
Man, it could be
Man, I could be
Man, it could be
Bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Cup of lean two-thousand, bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Could be, bought a white tee two-thousand, bitch, it could be (man, I could be)
Bitch really bad, but she gotta be (man, I could be)
Benz fully loaded, it's my A to B
Old school, but underneath not corroded, that's my A to B
Man, it could be
Man, it could be
Written by: Michael Vincent Waller, Valee Taylor
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