歌词
[Intro]
Ayo chill chill chill what the ****
Lemme do my verse (x2)
One two three one two three
Yeah no **** that shit
Turn that shit up (x2)
[Hook]
Who the **** got fake friends
Who the **** got late 'den
Who the **** who the ****
Who the **** got new rims, who the **** got new tires
Bitch I'm tired
Who the **** got new friends, who the **** rep new ends
Who the **** who the ****
Who the **** got new rims
Who the **** got new tires, bitch I'm tired
[Verse 1]
Damn 'imma might run this hoe (Woah)
But I'm not an athlete though
Sporty type bitch, I don't track meet, hoe
Get to the spot where the taxi doe
Yo' bitch chillin' in the backseat hoe
Countin' red hundred figures takis tho
Pants, wearin' khakis doe you a nasty hoe
My drip like the backstreet hoe! (Backstreet Boys, yuh, yuh okay)
Who the **** dance like that
Who the **** can't fight back
Who the **** who the ****
Who the **** drip like that (Ah ah ah aye)
Evian boy boy no tap
Beanie on boy no cap
Runnin' nonstop toe snap
Rappers need to give my flow back (Yeet)
[Verse 2]
Damn I shift right, cuz my art move like Renaissance
Bitch you shift left 'cus you a motha' ****in' question mark
And I shift up 'cus I just entered yo' bitch inner parts
I be pimp, **** who be tellin' me I'm really not (Yuh)
The money stack up, look like leprechaun
Yeah they hate on me before but now I'm silly (Dumb)
I got plenty (Thots)
I got plenty thoughts
Boy be Getting bread you toasted so pick up the crumbs
[Hook]
Who the **** got fake friends
Who the **** got late 'den
Who the **** who the ****
Who the **** got new rims, who the **** got new tires
Bitch I'm tired
Who the **** got new friends, who the **** rep new ends
Who the **** who the ****
Who the **** got new rims
Who the **** got new tired, bitch I'm tired (Eww)
[Verse 3]
Yeah I'm tired, but most of ya'll sleep
J-town yellow skin freak on the mic, sound deep
Bitch I'm the goat you the sheep
You just another machine, clone, copy, copy that
Baby say my name but call me Dad
Baby love my aim so I cock it back rock it back
Yellow every time like a Rocky hat
Babushka, who the **** knew ya, duck
Cus' I'm playin' hunt with the ****in' drums no bullets
But I be sprayin' like the spit from my ****in' gums, better ****in' run, Uppercut like I'm MT, faster than the MTR
A deadly car, get you straight down to the damn ER
LOL I bet he alright (Wow)
Wow, zoom like a 458 (Yuh)
Grills on before I ate, **** lean, can you please pour my grape
Woah (Wow)
Zoom like a 458 (Yuh)
Grills on before I ate, **** lean, can you please pour my grape (Yuh)
[Outro / Interlude]
You want to be me but I can't tell you all of my secrets, love
Waste my time on you on Facetime
I can decline, all the free signs, that you gave me (I can decline)
I don't understand (I dont understand)
Why you movin' sideways all the time
You be on the side lanes all the time
The world don't see you vibrate when you cry
Waste my time on you on Facetime
I can press that decline (ohohoh)
Waste my time on you on Facetime
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