White house on my yard Droptop on my car Girls out with no bras
White house on my yard Droptop on my car Girls out with no bras I might want it all Keep my circle small Feed the fucking squad You gone talk to me then I might charge I’m gone want it all
That ain’t no drip boy that shit is a droop, I got some dirty white shoes Yo bitch got mad at me went and complained to HR, I run the fuckin HQ Oof, F in the chat you an amateur you ain’t do damage uh, oops That can be fixed with a bandage, I am a CEO, manager, janitor, I am the crew I digress, I am butter Y’all get toast be cut up, I got color You be some off-brand me homie that ain’t Prada shut up Oh silly get with it, I stay grim like billy I don’t got no hometown I run your city Y’all can’t touch my ceilings You too floored admit I need a
White house on my yard Droptop on my car Girls out with no bras I might want it all Keep my circle small Feed the fucking squad You gone talk to me then I might charge I’m gone want it all
I think I’m gone want it cash, I’m gone want it fast If it’s, if it’s 100 racks let me front the tab for you Grab it then I gas like it’s door dash for you If you in my path that’s a warpath for you ah
Shit little buddy gone beast mode on em I be all cracked with the cheat code on em Really, I been working on my free throw on em Now I got the tools Home Depot on em
Weirdo, we don’t mean no gunners We mean we been goin Tebow on em He know I could go Rico on em Dice raw motherfucker going pico on em
All of y’all rappin tomato tomato Anybody could do dat shit I’m honest if I had some auto tune on and my shit was staccato I could be showing y’all when I’m in Cabo And yelling gang gang like I’m chicagoin I kept it for humble by humming for follows Now I make her pussy shake like it’s singing vibrato swear I need a
White house on my yard Droptop on my car Girls out with no bras I might want it all Keep my circle small Feed the fucking squad You gone talk to me then I might charge I’m gone want it all