Lyrics

Yea Yeah Y'all niggas done fucked up now Tryna hate on us, but you know it's up They ask me why I do it, I tell them it's a must In this deck of cards, I got the royal flush My bitch bad as fuck, And she love to suck I don't follow trends, I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too rich for y'all I'm too rich for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I don't wanna die too young I don't wanna die too young I just wanna go re-up I just wanna roll weed up Man you niggas cant see us Bitch wanna come see us Bitch wanna ride me up While they trying to count me out I'm just counting up Rolling up If you want a problem hammer's in the trunk At the top its Lonely, I don't need no company Bad bitch on her knees, Met her off IG Then Touchdown in Cali, Drugs come from Belize Bad bitch she Argentina, She need a new visa She got jungle fever, and she don't even speak no English All she know it suck and fuck, Yea we speak a different language Bitches going wild BET uncut This that Lamar Jackson nigga big trust You don't look familiar, You ain't one of us Yeah, my niggas gorillas, Don't make them go nuts Tryna hate on us, but you know it's up They ask me why I do it, I tell them it's a must In this deck of cards, I got the royal flush My bitch bad as fuck, And she love to suck I don't follow trends, I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too rich for y'all I'm too rich for y'all I'm too lit for y'all I'm too lit for y'all
Writer(s): Samson Abayomi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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