Lyrics

(Rah it's BKay una) Mm, Mm, Mm "You are the weakest link" Boi When I was little wanted Lelli Kelly (Lelli Kelly's) Now I'm older new bag Chanelly Kelly Whip the Merc the glass black The seat peanut butter jelly Put the purse in the passenger, 1 up (Skrr) Tell them b*tches get their funds up They're knowing that I'm with that (huh) And even when it's pitch black Grinding till the suns up I ain't with the dumb stuff They say f*ck your six pack Swing it like a nunchuck My young buck, gun buck He don't do the tump up Anyhow they send him in a uber you're luck up B*tches know I'm Big Boss, rich forever, stuck up Oh you don't like me? I'm like shut the f*ck up Talk but I don't penny any Make them dance like it's stone love, weddy weddy Said he's petty, but I'm pettier Sweet girl act I'm tryna hide these loose screws He ain't tryna rock with you He rock with Chy heavier True I'm steadier (steadier) And my bank account fat too (fat too) Is it me or cause I rap boo? (Huh) Money can't change me (huh) Like I don't get paid and act brand new (nah) Only converse with the ones of my calibre (woo) Suited & Booted, AP Royal Oak left wrist (woo) This ain't a terrier 44 Bulldog and he got teet' for it dentist Refer to me the bestest, best, best Anytime I step out Like I'm the best dressed (yeah) About man clown me, I got his head stress Prettiest problem, I run it up often not only on the weekend Swimming with the sharks I'm in the deep end Talking like your dumb I'll make you see sense no false pretence (nah) I'm sitting in Paris having dinner by the Eiffel I'm prolly with your idol Broke you're not my rival (never) Dat is it BOI
Writer(s): Bryan Kabengele, Chyna Dacrie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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