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- Capella Grey Culture Jam A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
- Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (Huh)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
Trust me you aint gotta worry bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
**** the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever ****ed, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
Its okay, youll be okay
She know it aint no talkin, no, she want em, I got em
My baby dont want for nothin, even though I got money, she grindin
Let her count the backends in there, we spend it on watches
Aint switch up at all, same shawty since rappin
She aint gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanction
My bougie baddie, they dont even get to thank you, uh
Thats why she shock em when Im doin, uh
Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (Huh)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
Trust me you aint gotta worry bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key/Kia, yeah
* *** the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever ****ed, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
Its okay, youll be okay
Uh, you know how Im comin, it aint trickin if you got it
You can use my budget, and I promise I wont finish until you start cummin
You can use my love, after you use my number
You can lose my number
She rock Mike Amiris, so you knowI ****ed her
Rockin fly shit only, she get all that from me
Yeah, her Monclerc furry, Louis V her luggage
Showin off in public, yeah, I love it
Two-fifty on the dash, so you probably miss me (Look)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Look)
Trust me you aint gotta worry bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
**** the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever ****ed, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
Its okay, youll be okay
She know it aint no talkin, no, she want em, I got em
My baby dont want for nothin, even though I got money, she grindin
Let her count the backends in there, we spend it on watches
Aint switch up at all, same shawty since rappin
She aint gotta call, keys to the appartment, sanction
My bougie baddie, they dont even get to thank you, uh
Thats why she shock em when Im doin, uh
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