Baguette's feat. Booka600

歌詞

(Everything Mvjor) I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus And I'm chasin' all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall likfeathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I'm with the gang, that mean I'm hangin' 'round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon' play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don't wanna fuck again Don't none of my diamonds be Si's I bought some Cartiers just for my left eye Killin' on the Southside, money on the Westside Hustler, I could sell Popeyes to Popeyes I got it out the mud, I ain't never had shit Gang, gang, gang, niggas know what it is Hermes rag when I wipe my tears Carat and carat shit in my ear And I go Johnny, ain't goin' no veneers I see Lil D when I look in the mirror Lam' truck, I ain't gotta pop it in gear Hurtin' my mom only thing that I fear And that shit scary Fake niggas real, let 'em tell it My pockets got like Jared But this ain't Subway I'ma keep my nine just like RJ Barrett I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus And I'm chasin' all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I'm with the gang, that mean I'm hangin' 'round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon' play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don't wanna fuck again (Von) I'm King Von from the O The dirty lil' boy, used to sleep on the floor The same lil' nigga chased dawg by the store And now I got a mil', nigga, I'm the G.O.A.T. Heart so cold, need a Moncler coat My gun hot like I got it out the stove Your bitch weak, won't touch that ho Free Cdai, Numba9, D-Rose Bangman, Duke, can't forget Ebo (Uh-huh) Them my bros, O Block, 6-0 (Uh-huh) They with me everywhere I go You better know if I blow, he blow Me and Whitewall was posted up at the store Me and L'A was drillin' shit when it was cold Reminiscing on the days when we was close I love both sides, just to let you know I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus And I'm chasin' all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I'm with the gang, that mean I'm hangin' 'round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon' play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don't wanna fuck again