Lyrics

Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee I'm off like a jet she guitar with the neck Go in raw when she wet gimme paw like a pet She sending heart eyes she fell in love wit the sex She blowing up my phone and I respond with a text The chips in the bag then I'm gone wit the Ruffels The cops on my ass got his blood on my knuckles That nigga left in pieces no trace cops puzzled They want me to confess but I respond wit a chuckle Catch me outside yea he came but he ain't last long He slumped on god thank god I had my mask on You flexing with designer but u still got the tag on Bank account wit so many commas it just drags on (Ooo) T-M-I wait T-M-D too much drip a nigga flee all my clothes from overseas (Ooo) double gs (Wait wait) double cs smoking on them maple trees her love was just so make believe In the coupe I'm the driver smoking gas to get higher King like I'm James your in my presence so be honored She brain smart fuck like she graduated Harvard Shawty put in work but when she done shawty fired Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee Her pussy bomb Batista Bad Mamacita She too close to my ice now I think she caught a fever In the stu go ku Imma prince like Vegeta Bro wrist a lil cooler but my wrist like Frieza Crazy I fucked first night that I meet her When she off the Henny turn that bitch into a eater Turn that bitch around then that bitch said deeper Then I grabbed hair and took her soul like the reaper Niggas keep on talking come up missing like a tooth uh When we pulled up he turned puss in his boots Now I'm on my grind to the money got a boost I'm turning Super Saiyan going crazy in the booth The Glock by my belt it'll make his knees buckle Heartbreak on his block yea you know I cause trouble The uzi spitting at his feet make his foot shuffle He better watch his mouth before he pop like a bubble Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee Gucci bag the binder for the paper that be loose leaf Money on my arm for the haters see the blue sleeve All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee
Writer(s): Twuan Lindsay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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