[Bbno$:] Uh, bbno$ Literally just started this song Already announced it and gon' finish it Skrrrr... Hey man, I'm sick as fuck
Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yoyo (yoyo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (touch coke) Bust 5, clip 5 torso Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh
[Yung Gravy:] Ooh, run it Little bitch, now you done it Flexing on a hunnid (thousand) Got that Gucci luggage (uh) Just playin' bitch Gravy got the jansport Skrtin' when I transport All yo' money damn short (woah) Pull up on that bitch, chutney on her lip (ay ay) Yokohama bitch, benihana shit (ay ay) That's that sauce (sauce) My bitch thick like ross (whoa) Baby Jesus gave me teeth just so I could floss (skeet) Baby Gravy got that mofuckin' chemistry (flexin') Nah, lil' bitch, I don't like your energy I come for yo' head like a mofuckin' Kennedy (oops) That's my remedy That's just how it's meant to be
[Bbno$:] Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yoyo (yoyo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (touch coke) Bust 5, clip 5 torso Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh
New set, new money, new bet, huh New girls, I don't care, I'm a tough one (thot) You weak, one try and it's job done More henny in my cup, I'mma let go She paint me Yeah, she paint me Yeah, she paint me like Picasso Whoops, I'm an asshole Kick her from the castle I don't wanna hassle She just wanna tussle Doremifaso Diamonds on me dazzle Money keep on stacking up, I think I need a banker Yeah, I'm saving all the money Yeah, I'm really quite the banker Yeah, I'm blasting all these fools right from my path I'm quite a tanker And I'll lightly tax your ass And yeah, your gunna thank me later, ay Go glen co co, pour mo, feelin' slow mo I dunno, get to the front do', Jane Doe Huh, bands bands bands bands bands, yeah Huh, bands bands bands bands bands
Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yoyo (yoyo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (touch coke) Bust 5, clip 5 torso Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh
[Yung Gravy:] Uh, see I'm with two things That's the shits and your bitch, uh I pull up two ways Real quick or real slick, ay We comin' at y'all with that good shit That good shit, baby Y'all ain't ready Baby Gravy That baby GravyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
