BACK IT UP
Dcxmber
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I'm in the whip and it got leather seats I do not talk back, I got somewhere to be Pull up with Fendi, I might let him peek I'm still making numbers every other week Laughin' at you man, you really be weak Eatin' so good, I barely can speak I'm goin' hard like a pelican beak She back it up on me, she goin' like Beep, Beep Pull up on the whole damn team Chain wet just like stream Water on my neck, VV They don't got nothin' on me Slide with a camera on the T She real thick 3D She back it up on me I got the power to make me some bands I just want a thousand all up in my hand I wanna go buy me a green colored van Just like Lil Toaster, I do what I can She wanna f*ck man, she only a fan I don't mess around with the thotties, oh man I'm on my shit, she let me hit F*ck from the back man, this shit really hit I got the key and I'm hittin' that shit Move with the boys man, they don't give a shit Got like ten bodies man, this can't be it COVID-19 on my neck man, that's it In the top ten and I'm not number two Drivin' the whip and I'm stealin' yo boo Lickin' her up and down, up in the coo Fit be so cold you can call me the flu Hoodie on low, she said she love me, she might have to go I'm lookin' clean, I be fresh like Mento Ridin' my wave, you might stub a toe I'm goin' off the map, f*ck on your hoe Feelin' too high, I'm countin' my dough Man this bitch on me, she not gettin' off me She buyin' and feining, she lovin' me though I'm in the game, I do not mess with no lames I pull up and you actin' like we always been the same Tell me who I'm supposed to blame She bendin' right over, yeah she said she came I'm out of frame, I'm like a lion that you cannot tame I'm on my shit She on my shit, she on my lap and she ridin' my shit Ho, this is it All these niggas playin' around And I ain't even run around, yeah I ain't even swingin' around All these niggas ain't turnin' around, yeah I ain't even, aye I ain't even swingin' around, yeah Ay, aye, yeah Lay it back down, GT wheels on the god damn ground Shootin' out the window, got the mothafuckin' pounds I got so much ass on me, I'm layin' down the pounds Ain't no disrespect, I got the hookah in the mouth Drop top coupe, I'ma tell them ollie oop Pull up on the scene, got my girl, then we scoop They be sellin' guns like some god damn troops Ay, I want a chopper, the Fendi, the Prada I just wanna let all of myself Shawty so bad, man, her ass is so fat I gotta untighten my belt Doin' some donuts, I'm burnin' that rubber Adrenaline all in that belt These niggas pussy, they only want one thing They sweeter than keebler elf Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah
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