歌词
Yeah
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, okay, yeah
Wait, hold on bro, who the **** keep callin' my phone?
Ayy, nevermind, **** this *****
One, two, three bad *****es sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your *****es then we loved and we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma **** this thot like a GTA, she missioned (Yeah, what?)
And my bros booted up off the gas (Uh, where? Where?)
And she bad (Ooh), shawty shakin' ass (Where?)
In L.A. with Bia , he'll hit the dash (Skrr, skrr)
I just called my clans, wе can clash (Baow)
I get hella lit (Yeah), I'm a frat boy (Yеah)
Frat boy (Frat boy)
Feel like Batman, I'm a bat, boy (I'm a bat, boy)
Pull up with them sticks, we keep them bats, boy (Frrah, frrah)
Niggas keep them tools, we never lack, boy (Frrah, frrah)
And you said you bangin', that's an act, boy (Act, boy)
'Cause when we saw your crew, you was track, boy (Nyoom)
You had turned on your gang, ain't comin' back, boy (Nah)
Smokin' big woods, not no black, boy
Not no black, boy
One, two, three bad *****es sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your *****es then we loved and we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma **** this thot like a GTA, she missioned (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
I'ma check these niggas like I work for Nike, they won't like me
Put your fist up, sticks down, come and fight me
This a Phantom, ho, I can't go broke, *****, I'm rich (Can't go broke, *****)
I'm a lick, I'm a walking brick, yeah, that be your *****
On my ****, I'm a rockstar, yeah, I'm rockin' shit
In a coupe, I can't even lose, I be with your boo (Uh-uh)
Talkin' shit, end up on the news, I got plenty tools (Where? Where? Where?)
I jewels makin' money too, this the life I live
I can't choose, I got plenty moves, everything legit (Yeah, ayy)
One, two, three bad *****es sippin' Lipton (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Pulled up with your *****es then we loved and we dipped in (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Niggas, they be cappin' on they chinny-chin, Crimson (Yeah, what?)
I'ma **** this thot like a GTA, she missioned (Yeah, what?)
I'ma **** this thot, she a treesh, pourin' Wockhardt (Ayy)
***** boy throwin' signs on Twitter, boy, you're not hard
You could get your face fist-****ed you play your cards right (****)
I'm a lil' kid, I like to eat Pop-Tarts
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