[Verse, kynlary]
Yeah, what?
Niggas be beefed out for shows
C-Class, 'talm bout 300
Big body GLE, rocking lil [?]
Number (N)ine, naw, I ain't talkin bout no Amiri's
Damn, she love me, she told me she can't
[?], LV on yo shelf
Gucci, Red Bottoms, Louis on the left
Bad 'lil hoe, she got Goyard on her ass
[?], that my twin, just do
Just do it, and it nun to do
Damn, [?] for our love
You my princess 'till the end
Beef wit the mob, we 'talm bout that [?]
Me and Kuru be in a Benz
C-Class, naw, I ain't talkin' bout the sedan
Glock-19, we hittin' yo twin
[Verse, kuru]
I got me some money, they call me [?]
I told that 'lil hoe, I'll see you today
I don't care if they fake, cuz it ain't what it seem like
I'm wit 'lil [?], we fly to LA
I told her I'm sorry, ain't tryna be mean
Got shit on my chest that I just gotta say
Who you gon' [?] when this shit come fallin' down?
I know they just tryna hop on the wave
I'm in New York, but I'm still getting paid
I'm making money, I do it my way
Bro came wit that fye, you ain't seein no [?]
I'm wit' my dawg, we ain't doin no dates
Came with that stick, [?]
His music got trash, we [?]
That bitch [?]
I don't know what she wants
I don't think that I got it
And I hit up [?], he said that he got it, I think that he got it
My twins can't put down the cup, he move robotic
She hit me up, but I won't take her to no tropics