Blue blood, you know what I'm saying? Jordan
What the fuck? Heyo! You mad at my success
But you didn't wanna put me on
Think your money through with me
Boy, you gotta be dumb
Rocking LV loafers
Naughty naught, no tongue
No, I'm never feeling her teeth
All I feel is throat and tongue
She don't even know when I hit her
I'ma leave her so sprung
I ain't even tryna act funny
But I don't know no one
Crash dummy on the front line
Yeah, them my puns
My mama tripping over money
Look how it's sitting on you
I said they all gone now
Yeah, this shit I'm driving souped up
No, it's not regular degular
In the trenches, we didn't carry no knives
Nigga, wе carry the Heckler
I ain't got nothing to provе when it come to this booth
Tell 'em to back it up
Think I'm a fat kid
I ain't playing with this money
I'm stacking these honey buns
They gonna hate on me and got it
They tripping in the city
These niggas plot on us
Drop the ceiling anyway because they believe, shoot a killer, they trailing us
Come in that club, it's a light show
Talking about 10,000 in hundreds, that's light though
She know that I'm freaky, she know that I'm with it
She know I turn her right on like some light bulbs
Came with the credit, I didn't need no money
I didn't need no motherfucking check still
Hop out the Aventador
It's creepy crawling, yeah, it look like a fan book
How these niggas say they living and tripping?
They don't even own a passport
How the fuck you do that?
I remember that you came from nothing
You mad at my success
But you didn't wanna put me on
Think your money through with me
Boy, you gotta be dumb
Rocking LV loafers
Naughty naught, no tongue
No, I'm never feeling her teeth
All I feel is throat and tongue
She don't even know when I hit her
I'ma leave her so sprung
I ain't even tryna act funny
But I don't know no one
Crash dummy on the front line
Yeah, them my puns
My mama tripping over money
Look how it's sitting on you
I said they all gone now
You mad at my success
But you didn't wanna put me on
Think your money through with me
Boy, you gotta be dumb
Rocking LV loafers
Naughty naught, no tongue
No, I'm never feeling her teeth
All I feel is throat and tongue
She don't even know when I hit her
I'ma leave her so sprung
I ain't even tryna act funny
But I don't know no one
Crash dummy on the front line
Yeah, them my puns
My mama tripping over money
Look how it's sitting on you
I said they all gone now
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