[Chorus] She thought my coupe was a Ghost Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith" Stars on my roof, look like space Diamonds on my Rollie face Shine like the roof on my Wraith She like the tats on my face Tell that hoe now give me face She a eater, say no grace (aye)
[Verse] Ayy, Kid Buu the reason Faded rappers get replaced Uzi like pimple, will pop in your face You will get sprayed in your face just like mace Kid Buu a demon He not from the human race All my cars German and swerve, I like race All of my diamonds are wet like a race I got the bands in the truck like I'm Brinks All this Gelato, I'm smoking that stank I got that Raf Simons dripping my mink Cartier diamonds, they drip like a sink That be the reason your bitch wanna link Shots to the head, make a fuck nigga think Hit you with Uzi 'Cause my choppa on vacation
[Chorus] She thought my coupe was a Ghost Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith" Stars on my roof, look like space Diamonds on my Rollie face Shine like the roof on my Wraith She like the tats on my face Tell that hoe now give me face She a eater, say no grace She thought my coupe was a Ghost Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith" Stars on my roof, look like space Diamonds on my Rollie face Shine like the roof on my Wraith She like the tats on my face Tell that hoe now give me face She a eater, say no grace (aye)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
