Lyrics
Five Six Seven Eight
Amount of hoes that be calling me bae
I'm in the studio you gotta wait
Nike my shoe and the backpack is Bape
Gearbox on 6
I'm on the road and i'm still feeling geek
Got a good girl she a freak on the sheets
Fucked a new hoe i don't like to repeat
TreeB beast mode
Getting too fly that i nigga might float
Getting to high that i'm out of this world
Laughing with you but the money no joke
It's about legacy not about hoes
He ain't your bro if he braking the code
Bitches for bag they be selling their soul
They set up when you need them the most
That shit is crazy
Might be the reason i'm still moving shady
What it feels real it can never be hated
When i blow up imma buy a Mercedes
Your baby momma been calling me baby
Been thru some drama but that shit is basic
Flex on my exes and still going brazy
I hit the club with some girls while i'm faded
Feel like i made it
I gotta find me a baddie
She want channel she gon get it
Don't need to worry i'll get you a choffer You know that the car is Mercedes
Plus i'll give u pretty babies
Give you a storie to tell
We heading to the Hotel
I put my bitch in Chanel
Imma put you in Chanel
There's a lot of shit that you gon tell
They don't wanna pray for us either fuck it I'll pray for myself!
Shawty gon bow down for me I don't do boxing but It's safe to say I gotta her under my Belt, Take her Galeria Rodeo suck me right I might just blow a bag at channel
She must be a little too excited she already said she die for me she must think I'm Romeo
Blame these hoes got me feeling like DEUS
Niggas hate on me then what is the issue?
6 bad bitches in the back of this coupe they must think that we pimpin' these women no Kizzy!
It was me and Treezy and some of my woes
If they pretty might suck on her toes
God forbids if a nigga fold
Cuz shawty a demon trynna take my soul
Cuz shawty a demon trynna take my soul
Cuz shawty a demon trynna take my soul
Walked in fresh brand new bankrolls my pockets on baby they full all 4
She trynna play with my hammer like Thor but I can't keep her she can't stay on ten toes
Me and my niggas still trynna get rich like Roddy but don't get it confused we ain't broke
Let's get it let's go!
Vvs diamonds that i an't got yet but I got a nice cross that's full of vv's
Me and my niggas we up like a sat, we not from around "nem somos daqui"
Got a nice body but you wouldn't understand when she get mad she say "Lobi"
Put you in Chanel if you say "atxiii"
Baby she smart but she just take "D"
Call in the studio you gotta wait, I'm on the road so I can never be late, you'll never get it We'll never relate, baddie from portugal sucking my mate, you'll never get this we never Can rate
I'll write a story that you'll always tell
Changing your clothes like you're changing hotels
Shawty a baddie I know, I can tell
Writer(s): Erickson Matos
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