Lyrics

When I pop out hoes gone follow watch I turn the city up Got yo bitch choosin since you mad i let her eat me up Naomi Osaka tennis chains pockets racked up You only ball around tax time nah you ain't foolin us My Atlanta bitch she swear she from detroit how she stay with n some buffs Smack on her the ass grab her neck she said she like it rough She said she like my lingo yea baby gone eat it up All of my niggas we stay on go it ain't no snaking us Throwing money got the stage flooded tell em rake it up See niggas muggin we buy more bottles get ya paper up Bad bitches in our section all on live tryna run it up All these vvs on me You can tell a Nigga coming up Off white but my diamonds on just like a shandelier I'm the motivation they see me and wana make it here Balling so damn hard all they do sit watch and cheer Pull up in a maybach pull back the curtain had to make it clear Shoebox money stacking it all winter I done had enough When I pop out hoes gone follow watch I turn the city up Got yo bitch choosin since you mad i let her eat me up Naomi Osaka tennis chains pockets racked up Uh uh uh If you aint the gang then you can't come around I keep all these bitches mad they niggas want to pipe me down I don't want yo nigga I want money you can fix that frown I don't deal with niggas that don't pay shit but want fuck around Just got on a flight to the a Gota Georgia nigga from the peach that's gone do what I say Rich nigga from the streets stars in the wraith white letters on the seats I took a flight to the east Just to go get me some money I'll be damned if I wait for a nigga to bring it to me On ssg Shoebox money stacking it all winter I done had enough When I pop out hoes gone follow watch I turn the city up Got yo bitch choosin since you mad i let her eat me up Naomi Osaka tennis chains pockets racked up
Writer(s): Thaddeus Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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