PAROLES
[Pre-Chorus: Yeat]
Bitch, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah)
I just went and bought that rollie, filled that bitch with rain (Yeah)
That bitch pull up suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same)
[Chorus: Kankan]
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah)
Half of these niggas they really old, but I’m rich so can’t complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain’t even talking Johnny Dang
Yeah, yo lil ho too basic, yeah, shе plain (That ho plain)
Glow my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (Privatе plane)
They’re not even for her, I can’t stop the drank (Yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (Yeah)
I just fucked her friend ’cause all these bitches fake (Ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin ’cause all these ho’s the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, count up, this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Kane’s
And my brother in the trap, it be just like the bank
We gon’ send a nigga up, just like my fuckin’ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins they duckin’ 12, take ’em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and Twizzy rich, lil’ bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich off of them racks, yeah, ride in the Wraith
[?] go ask your bitch, yeah, ’cause we not the same
[Verse: Yeat]
Yeah, go ‘head, go ask your bitch how the hell I taste
I went and ran up an M or two, bitch, all I got is them blue faces
I’m on the side of the Lamb’, I’m on the side of the plane
I told the pilot to land, just know that we not the same
I’m went to YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (Ooh, huh)
Yeah, you talkin’ like you damn rich, we ain’t never heard of you (Ooh, huh)
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I’m at the top with [?] (Ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them bitches in my DM’s (Ooh, huh)
Yeah, I’m on the bean, I’m on the neon (Yeah)
Yeah, I need some lean, I’m need some Wock I can lean on (Yeah)
Yeah, but bitch you a fiend, we don’t got nothin’ you be on
I just pulled up in my Mason Margiela, yeah, and I put Celine on
[Pre-Chorus: Yeat]
Bitch, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah)
I just went and bought that rollie, filled that bitch with rain (Yeah)
That bitch pull up suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same)
[Chorus: Kankan]
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah)
Half of these niggas they really old, but I’m rich so can’t complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain’t even talking Johnny Dang
Yeah, yo lil ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain)
Glow my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (Private plane)
They’re not even for her, I can’t stop the drank (Yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (Yeah)
I just fucked her friend ’cause all these bitches fake (Ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin ’cause all these ho’s the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, count up, this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Kane’s
And my brother in the trap, it be just like the bank
We gon’ send a nigga up, just like my fuckin’ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins they duckin’ 12, take ’em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and Twizzy rich, lil’ bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich off of them racks, yeah, ride in the Wraith
[?] go ask your bitch, yeah, ’cause we not the same
