All white Forces
I don't wear Jordans
All white Forces, I don't wear Jordans
Off-White, Lauren, you cannot afford this
Drip too gorgeous, cuttin' up foreigns
I just found opps, huh, turn 'em into corpses
Ey, turn 'em into boof pack
Come and get your boo back
Come and get your bands back
Burberry was 2 racks
You say you gon' kill me
When was you gon' do that?
Your bitch tryna fuck me
Where the fuck the room at?
Where the fuck your hoes at?
Where the fuck your whip at?
You still whippin' mopeds, I might get a scat pack
My lil baby ass fat, come and throw that ass back
I don't want a Tesla
My whip guzzle octane, it cost a lil extra
I'ma run these bands up
When I hit a M, I might givе my mom a Lexus
I meant 30 of 'em, uh
I'm a dirty fuckеr, uh
I make 6 figures, uh
But I need another, uh
IPhone outta space, uh
Got a thousand numbers, uh
You can have that gunker, uh
She just want the money
She just want a lil baby but I'm AMMO, bitch
Go and buy the plan B, not Nintendos bitch
Go and buy a nice switch and extendos
That's a triple entendre for you idiots
Uh, I don't take no threat serious
If they really 'bout it, they'd be quiet, I ain't new to this
Uh, I got blood on the cocaines
Wipe it with some bleach, then ignite it with some propane
All white Forces, I don't wear Jordans
Off-White, Lauren, you cannot afford this
Drip too gorgeous, cuttin' up foreigns
I just found opps, huh, turn 'em into corpses
Turn 'em into corpses, turn 'em into corpses
Turn 'em into corpses, turn 'em into corpses, turn 'em into corpses