Lyrics

Tryna keep numbers up We youngin on coming up What to do when we have so many hating on Us jus coz am on up Problems gon double up Am fiesty ill wreck it up One shot, two shots, three shots Feeling so cold in the winter Bitch she be freaking Shes tripping on whisky She's feeling Bitch ama youngin Feeling my song and am kickin Pull up in civic We cruising at night in the city Bring me the henny Am popping the Molly we singing I'll run it gain run it gain Coz am the baddest Don't try to test me Coz am the maddest Foot on the gas And am speeding am maddest Buck down your stories coz It was the saddest Tryna keep numbers up We youngin on comin up What to do when we have so many hating on Us jus coz am on up Problems gon double up Am fiesty ill wreck it up One shot, two shots, three shots Feelin so cold in the winter Bitch she be freaking Shes tripping on whisky She's feeling Bitch ama youngin Feelin my song and am kickin Pull up in civic We cruising at night in the city Bring me the henny Am popping the Molly we singing Tryna keep numbers up We youngin on comin up What to do when we have so many hating on Us jus coz am on up Problems gon double up Am fiesty ill wreck it up One shot, two shots, three shots Feeling so cold in the winter
Writer(s): Tenzi N Yeshi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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