Oohdem Beatz
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith"
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Tell that hoe now give me face
She a eater, say no grace (aye)
Ayy, Kid Buu the reason
Faded rappers get replaced
Uzi like pepper, will pop in your face
You will get sprayed in your face just like mace
Kid Buu a demon
He not from the human race
All my cars dumbing, I swear I like race
All of my diamonds are wet like a race
I got the bands in the trap like I'm ranks
All this Gelato, I'm smoking that stank
I got that Raf Simons dripping my mink
Cartier diamonds, they drip like a sink
That be the reason your bitch wanna link
Shots to the head, make a fuck nigga think
Hit you with Uzi
'Cause my choppa on vacation
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith"
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Tell that hoe now give me face
She a eater, say no grace
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch "No, this a Wraith"
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Tell that hoe now give me face
She a eater, say no grace (aye)
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