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作词 : Thomas Mkrtchyan/Benjamin Joseph Hubble/Daystar Peterson
作曲 : Thomas Mkrtchyan/Benjamin Joseph Hubble/Daystar Peterson
****in' these b*****s they came out of Milano
She want me to come but ain't got all the time no
The other day I was broke came back in designer
Lil' mama left me alone came back and the time's up
Ayy singin' to the bank my money staccato
I ain't on no bull shit this ain't no Chicago
I went from jettin' from stores to jet in the sky though
My nigga the world yours whatever's inside though
Two twenties on my head just made it to six-speed
Used to have love for you b*****s now I'm like b***h please
Now and then I gotta say it like my nigga weeknd
**** needin' a b***h I'm what a b***h need
Two hunnid thirty thousand on the Bentley
So even when it's dirty know my shit clean
Got a thick bih' her name's Christina
Out Miami with the whip hop out of prestige yeah
Ayy shawty know I been on some boss shit ayy
She ****in' with me 'cause I'm a vibe my nigga
I spent twenty-five all on my side b***h
And if I get caught I'ma deny it
I'ma deny it I'm a ****in' rider
Got a bad b***h for the nigga p sexy fire
She strip down like Malia or Maya
And I been on the side tryna buy her some time off
Ayy I'm hotter than Folgers
Money so thick can't fold it I told you
Came back put my baby mama in a Rover
Card got no limit b***h I'm a soldier ugh
****in' these b*****s they came out of Milano
She want me to come but ain't got all the time no
The other day I was broke came back in designer
Lil' mama left me alone came back and the time's up
Ayy singin' to the bank my money staccato
I ain't on no bull shit this ain't no Chicago
I went from jettin' from stores to jet in the sky though
My nigga the world yours whatever's inside though
Honey am I wrong for thinkin' every woman wanna **** me
And if she don't she probably gay that's what it must be
None of my biddies put no nigga s above me
I done pulled up Southside all my b*****s side-side of me
Couldn't be a fake nigga if I tried to be
Ayy Louis Vuitton shorts Dior four-course
Let a goofy nigga **** and we can't **** no more
I'm a big money nigga on a jet
Girl give me that p sexy let me make it wet for ya
I told you can get the world baby
If you rep the set
She was out before the check
Alphabet I'm a G **** her ex no sweat
To the left to the left to the left
Everything you ****in' own is in a box to the left
Ayy I'm on the yachty I got them thots to the left
She a bop I'ma flex got rocks for my neck yeah
****in' these b*****s they came out of Milano
She want me to come but ain't got all the time no
The other day I was broke came back in designer
Lil' mama left me alone came back and the time's up
Ayy singin' to the bank my money staccato
I ain't on no bull shit this ain't no Chicago
I went from jettin' from stores to jet in the sky though
My nigga the world yours whatever's inside though