Bling blow
I'm in this bitch lookin' at my jewelry right now
Talkin' 'bout some bling blow
Bitch, you can tell what I bought
Go
Go, go
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
Hitta a teacher and I'll beat yo ass with my new ruler
She give me head and she got data like my new computer
I got a bomb, baby, come check out my new bazooka
Focused on business, let me fix my tie and button my suit up
We was groovy all night, we be groovy alright
FaceTime me a fuck nigga, go remove me off Skype
When I did my first show, man, they knew I was hype
I do fine with my pipe, they assumin' I'm a dyke
"Where you get yo shit from?" Ayy
So much damn income, ayy
She toppin' me, she got me sayin'
"Where you get yo lip from, babe?"
They always askin' me where I get my shit from, ayy
When I get done, I gotta show you all the get-down way
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
Get to tweakin' out back, now I'm tweakin' on track
And they ask for new flows, why y'all sleepin' on that?
Who the fuck is in the woods? Think they creepin' out back
I be spittin' all facts, on a mission, won't slack
All of my bitches be lovin' me, most of 'em callin' me ugly
I am not ugly, beautiful ladies be touchin' me
Gettin' this bread, so buttery
All of my girls be cutlery, I don't condone no foolery
Drinkin' champagne, so bubbly
I'm in the guts, guttery
I got her screamin', "You hurtin' me", yeah
I be wishin' it's addictin'
We can get it all poppin' like greasy skillets
Focused on my next meal like I'm a infant
He was gettin' out his body, so I left him skinless
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
My designer is raw, you can tell what I bought
My receipts, they stackin' up, you can tell what I bought
That shit, I'm gon' buy it all, man, to hell with the cost
You can tell what I bought, look at my new groovy walk
Look at my new groovy walk
Look at my new groovy walk
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