Yeah, yeah, yeah Fuckin' on bands quick Fuckin' on bands quick Fuckin' on bands quick
Yeah, yeah, yeah Fuckin' on bands quick Fuckin' on bands quick Fuckin' on bands quick
Young trendsetter, diamonds on my Beretta Down for whatever, don't care about the weather Saint Laurent leather, ooh, I'm so clever Homies by my side, yeah my niggas stick together
Young trendsetter, diamonds on my Beretta Down for whatever, don't care about the weather Saint Laurent leather, ooh, I'm so clever Homies by my side, yeah my niggas stick together
Margiela white tee, Goyard on the Nikes Shawty actin' sheisty, is it 'cause I'm icy Just slightly, sippin' on a iced tea Miss her with the Sprite lean Jump, ho, ninety And these vintage Trueys from Korea I left with your girl, nigga, that's why you ain't see her They be sleepin' on me, swear they got apnea Wake 'em up, bang, boom, bow, onomatopoeia Lookin' like a sucker, sorry I don't want to be ya They sayin' that I fucked her but I ain't never meet her And these gold chains bouncin' on my fuckin' wife beater Stay loyal to the soil, I ain't never been a cheater Turnin' up the heater, pull out eighty on the meter Play that shit back, boy, keep it on repeat-ah Coupe two-seater, one second, hundred meters Y'all niggas some fiends, you pour what in a liter?
Young trendsetter, diamonds on my Beretta Down for whatever, don't care about the weather Saint Laurent leather, ooh, I'm so clever Homies by my side, yeah my niggas stick together
Young trendsetter, diamonds on my Beretta Down for whatever, don't care about the weather Saint Laurent leather, ooh, I'm so clever Homies by my side, yeah my niggas stick togetherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
