PAROLES
[Intro: Lil Playah]
Can’t even lie, a lot of you niggas be goin’ out sad (Huh)
Woke up at Neiman’s, yeah lil’ bitch, I’m poppin’ tags (Come on)
Autumn in the ‘Vette, he pushin’ the gas, he goin’ real fast (Skrrt)
Can’t match my fly, this BB the waste with a new Prada bag
[Verse 1: Autumn! & Lil Playah]
I’ve been on some [?] shit
I spent too much money on this Prada bag and [?]
I’ve been livin’ comfy, you know Wick ain’t with that extra shit
She said “Bae, don’t come it,” yeah, yeah, yeah, I gotta wait and shit
I got so much money, at this point I’m givin’ estimates (Come on)
[Verse 2: Lil Playah]
[?], might hit me a lick in the Rari (Come on)
These niggas my sons, my sons, I feel like I’m Maury (Yeah)
I’m chasin’ them richеs, I’m getting them bitches, I’m sorry (Lеt’s go)
I’m hittin’ decline, decline, like don’t call me
[Verse 3: Autumn! & Lil Playah]
Can’t help who I am, I got too many bitches, I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
So you don’t get attached when too many bitches be on me (Bitches be on me)
Ain’t goin’ out sad, you know I keep that [?] right on me (Yeah, on me)
If it ain’t about money, can’t fuck with it, please do not call me (Woah)
[Verse 4: Lil Playah]
I’m gettin’ money, I feel like the shit
Back then they would hate, but now they on dick
CDG all on my motherfuckin’ fit
When I walk in that bitch, I get litter than lit (Uh-huh)
[Verse 5: Autumn!]
Look at my bitch, she thicker than thick (Yo’)
Look at my wrist, it’s bricker than brick
I’m in [?] where it’s quicker than quick
Look at lil’ Wick, he richer than rich
[Verse 6: Lil Playah]
I got your bitch and she [?]
Pullin’ her hair and I hit and I hit
Nothin’ but hits, swear to God I can’t miss
And I never let off, keep my foot on they necks, yeah
[Verse 7: Autumn!]
New choppa, new choppa, just got me a stick
If I let this bitch off, your house will get hit
Freak just wanted some clout and some dick
But she can’t get put out, ain’t got time for that shit
[Outro: Lil Playah & Autumn!]
Ayy yo’ Wick, is that all we should do? Haha
Fuck it, ha
