Yeah, yeah
Aye aye, yeah, yeah
Crossed iced jewels they gon’ think I’m Hilton
And when I pull up, somebody killed them
Murder the scene when I [?], hell ya
‘Bitch boss, glossed up I hear you
Crossed iced jewels they gon’ think I’m Hilton
And when I pull up, somebody killed them
And I murder the scene with my folks, hell yea
My bitch bossed up, glossed up, I hear you
Crossed icеd jewels they gon’ think I’m Hilton
And whеn I pull up, somebody killed them
And I murder the scene with my folks, hell yea
My bitch bossed up, glossed up, I hear you
Everything she want I don’t buy
Everything I want you know I buy
Aye, then I fly. In white Rari’ I’ll do fine
Yeah, murder scene, killa scene, nigga die
[?] cervix, kill that shit, then I fly
Ducked off while she cry
Counting guap, yeah she want it, night night
Smoking purp, night night
Always in the club, alright
Said, always in the club all night
With my shooters, dancing all night
Crossed iced jewels they gon’ think I’m Hilton
And when I pull up, somebody killed them
And I murder the scene with my folks, hell yea
My bitch bossed up, glossed up, I hear you
Crossed iced jewels they gon’ think I’m Hilton
And when I pull up, somebody killed them
And I murder the scene with my folks, hell yea
My bitch bossed up, glossed up, I hear you
I was too busy counting guap I can’t lie
That I couldn’t wipe the tears falling from your eyes
And she, won’t like it
I was shining bling bling all night
I couldn’t wipe those tears from your eyes
But I was counting guap in the trap with my guys
Ah, with my guys, couldn’t wipe those tears for your eyes night night
Yeah, yeah, I couldn’t wipe those from your eyes night night
Because I was in the trap counting guap with my guys
I’m sorry, well do, and all I do is flex on you
And all I do is shyne’ on you
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