Love that I, love that I give That is not all that I give up Uh, uh-huh Love that I, love that I give Uh-huh, uh-huh, huh That is not all that I give up
Look at them shakes, uh-huh Made up a dance How come you shook? But I ain't took out my hands Beans, Starbucks, starstruck Bitch comin' soon, yeah that's 'cause you suck, yeah (Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off) That's comin' soon, yeah (Suck my dick, huh) I'm in my bag I'm in my bag, stay on alert I'm going on-stage 'cause all of my chains diving deep off Findin' the key, put it in, Kawasaki Totin' that Amazon (Amazon) Shit like 6'5" (Shit like 6'5") Take back, rewind, now I rewind Ooh, ooh, baby be mine (Baby be mine) Ooh, ooh, baby be mine
Got a pack, came from Dhl Just got up with a pack Got a pack, came from Dhl Just got up like a pill Got a pack, fuckin' with Saturday night chill Just got up off of on a pack (I got a pack) Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah I got a pack, came from Dhl I got a shot at the pill I got a pack, came from Dhl Just got up on a pill Count it up
Niggas think it's new, it ain't new, boy Old files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeah Still sound like it's comin' soon comin' soon, yeah Still sound like it's comin' soon, tell the truth Boy toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover Boy toy ride me like a Uber, like the Uber Smiley face, factory casing ain't buss it down, yeah I laugh and I forgave it violations, ain't seen 'em around, yeah Could test it, wavy pool, sit behind the pool I'm tellin' the truth, bro Remind me of trade, brushin' his waves Shit look like ramen noodles Fuck, this shit sound like it's comin' soon comin' soon, bro And it still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon New files sittin' on my drive nothin' new, yeah New vibes and I can't get down what you do, yeah New vibes, really can't get down to the pool yeah New gliss sittin' on the cyst on my wrist, yeah New bitch ridin' on my dick like a kick, yeah All in the day and I paid for the studio rate instead of the rent, yeah Now I can hang in this bitch every day waitin' for some inspiration to hit me Look like I'm dressed for a hike but I really look like I'm in Paris and shit yeah Look like I'm dressed for a camp 'cause I'm pitchin' up that like I'm pitchin' a tent, yeah This ain't no fuckin' hopes and dreams prophecy All these sleeve wafers and the coffee bean Roman numerals, niggas wanna buy me we exposed Double D's exposed, throw some beats Fuckin' these hoes, leave now my fuckin' floor stores Move me slow, yes Roofie tea, ice ecstasy, rollin' You seen my bag, it's swollen I want more, I can't even fold it I drop you a pin like I'm bowling You want it so now you my opponent Breakfast and dinner is plenty we spend all that time alone, alone Watchin' the clouds roll, woah
[Chorus] I got a pack, came from the Dhl Just got up with a pack I got a pack, came from the Dhl Just got up with a pack I got a pack, oh, a pack, yeah Just got up with a pack I got a pack, oh, Dhl Just got up on a pill There it is woo I got a pack, came from the Dhl Just got up with a pack I got a pack, came out with Dhl Chick just came up with a pack I got a pack, came out with Dhl Chick just got up with a pack I got a pack, over at Dhl Chick just got up with a pack
Independent jug, sellin' records out the trunk I'm already rich as fuck so the products in the front Got my partner in the front been my Bf for a month But we been fuckin' from the jump
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Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Christopher Breaux (PPL - I)Publicado em 2019ECAD verificado fonograma #25446875 em 28/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM