Lyrics
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Intro
Um, ayy, uh, uh (GOONTEX)
I got a bitch so bad, she'll leave you with a—
Huh, man, ayy, ayy
Chorus
I got a bitch so bad, she'll greet you with a total (I'm not no lame, though, shout out to Samsson)
I'm in the AMG, so tight, barely move my shoulders
I can't sleep right now, they waitin' for me
Verse
I'm a real rockstar got a rich book bag with a Drac' in it, uh
And I'm this much geeked, when you live like this, no fakin' it, uh
Heard it's new codeine, won't believe it 'til I'm tastin' it
And I still ain't been sleep, she gon' find a way to ruin my day again
I'ma come brand-new Bentley, leave it in the middle of the maze
I'ma come brand-new— uh, I'ma come brand-new bitch
I'm on two 30s on camera, tryna hide the itch
Burnt, haha, ayy, ayy
Only thing on my mind, Lex, money, drugs
And a bitch that I'm over, some shit just be fun, uh
Super Tune and I tune the AMG to make her cum
Sick of the dancers, I'm tryna hit a hall-of-famer daughter
Tech in a Fanta, look like apple juice, so I hide it from my son
Come from nothin', lil' bro drive that Scat like he on the run
Interlude
Lex, money, drugs
AMG, vroom
Fuck everybody, it is what it is, be what it be-ski
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Chorus
I got a bitch so bad, she'll leave you with a total
I'm in the AMG, so tight, barely move my shoulders
I got a bitch so bad she'll leave you with a— uh, uh
I got a bitch so bad, she'll leave you with a total
Uh, ayy, ayy
I can't sleep right now, they waitin' for me
Outro
Mhm, don't let that shit go over your head
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