And I cant do my dance cause my pants they from…
They from France
I cant slow this
Im working on dying Yeah
No, I cant slow it fast-paced all the time, yeah, yeah
One, two, three, yeah! Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand
I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance lets go, yeah
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
Stackin this paper, you know that I get it up
I cant be broke again
Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
Headshot soak his mans
My choppa get hot just like a pan
Knock your headlights just like a ram
I got ten toes, and I count up, ten fingers
So I do not need an, um, helping hand
Monopoly crib, Im movin again
Got your bitch on me, she groovin again lets go
Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
So my niggas shootin again
My coupe, my roof, drop that shit again
She sucked my dick, then she mopped up my friend
No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
When she let me go, Im on the loose again bye-bye
She on the molly, she tryna boot again
She aint even mine, this girl is a lend
I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
I write in my mind, I dont use a pen, yeah
She givin me time, my watch cost a Lam
Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz yeah, yeah
Look at Lil Uzi, he poppin again
Them niggas, they switchin, they hoppin again yeah
Look at them niggas, they oppin again
She givin that top, and she sloppin again woah
Look at his album, its floppin again
Not takin a break, Im not stoppin again yeah, woah, yeah
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand
I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance lets go
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
Stackin this paper, you know that I get it up
I cant be broke again
Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
Headshot soak his mans
Woah, spent 100,000 on a brand new pointer choker woah
Automatic guns got a motor
I can feel that shit in my shoulder woah
Brand new watch cost a quarter
And you know its flooded in water
You know every day Im gettin older
But Im young enough for your daughter lets go
And you know my neck is flooded in boulders boulders
Gettin money, yeah, thats my quota quota
Even though Lil Uzi gettin older older
Know Im young enough for your daughter yeah
Every time Im in my mind, I focus yeah
She give me head, hypnosis yeah
Talkin bout the love cant hold me woah
Talkin bout the guap cant fold me
Uh, talkin bout, Youre mine, no, you dont own me
Yeah, just take your time, and gotta be colder
Yeah, its on my mind, and they just know me know me
Yeah, fast-paced all the time, and I cant slow it yeah, yeah, yeah
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fuckin with me, handstand
I cant lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance lets go
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You cant hold my Lam, yes, I own my land
Stackin this paper, you know that I get it up
I cant be broke again
Talkin that shit, then that Glocky gon hit it up
Headshot soak his mans Lil Uzi
Hello? Hello?
Where am I?
I aint never seen nothing like this, the fuck is all this?
Hello? Yo?