Lyrics

Forty-round clip 21 on the hip 2 holes in your chest with that 92 grip Thick thotties on the phone just wanting my chips Yeah I'm getting my guap she blow me a kiss Like dang ay We finna blow up about to get my dough don't wanna share with no throw up Have a beamer on my side if you ever wanna pull up Banana rolled clips boy who you tryna mess up Forty-round clip 21 on the hip 2 holes in your chest with that 92 grip Thick thotties on the phone just wanting my chips Yeah I'm getting my guap she blow me a kiss Like dang ay We finna blow up about to get my dough don't wanna share with no throw up Have a beamer on my side if you ever wanna pull up Banana rolled clips boy who you tryna mess up Scope on my beamer got a forty mag attached Shots to your back i'm counting my racks Spending my paper, shooting my mac Hitting it once then she clean with a rag Roll up in my Maserati if she a lil freak she can be thottie Pull up no 2k, but we shoot in lobby He wanna yap he way to cocky yuh like hoe watch your mouth watch the way you talk to me I'm shooting shots making moves making big money greens Im cashing blues Dropping people yeah all my enemies I'm with your hoe you don't know but we chilling in the back seats Forty-round clip 21 on the hip 2 holes in your chest with that 92 grip Thick thotties on the phone just wanting my chips Yeah I'm getting my guap she blow me a kiss Like dang ay We finna blow up about to get my dough don't wanna share with no throw up Have a beamer on my side if you ever wanna pull up Banana rolled clips boy who you tryna mess up F-F-Forty-round clip 21 on the hip 2 holes in your chest with that 92 grip Thick thotties on the phone just wanting my chips Yeah I'm getting my guap she blow me a kiss Like dang ay We finna blow up about to get my dough don't wanna share with no throw up Have a beamer on my side if you ever wanna pull up Banana rolled clips boy who you tryna mess up Forty-round clip 21 on the hip 2 holes in your chest with that 92 grip Thick thotties on the phone just wanting my chips Yeah I'm getting my guap she blow me a kiss Like dang ay We finna blow up about to get my dough don't wanna share with no throw up Have a beamer on my side if you ever wanna pull up Banana rolled clips boy who you tryna mess up (scope)
Writer(s): Julian Perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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