Song Lyrics
my car got them horses
just to understand me
I m drench god in the streets, trinidad james you niggas, i make her cum on repeat
gold everywhere
came on the set with hundreds to bet
my fourth foreign car you can t afford
when you was the quarterback
i mean it s hard but it s sweet
i make her cum on repeat
We got em calling back, i make her cum on repeat
What s the plan, yeah that trap had raised a nigga Chainz, he was there
He was there, came on the set with hundreds to bet
We had no choices, you wasn t there when mama was fussing
I wore some gucci to your mama house just to leave it there, he was there, we had no choices
i m gonna get some bands
He was there, riverdale rd
And she got an onion and i wanna rub it, i m gonna get some bands
from grams to grammys
we got em calling back
Gold everywhere, he was there
I know something you don t know, you wasn t there
i had the quarter sacks
Told em ketchup, she was there, you wasn t there
Came on the set with hundreds to bet, how could you blame a nigga
i break the law in the sheets
yeah that trap had raised a nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga, she was there Rd, riverdale rd
We hanging off the nat, it was a bimmer, we had no choices
He was there, it was a bimmer
Riverdale rd, she was there
My fourth foreign car you can t afford, we got em calling back, i know something you don t know
I had a chevelle and wanted a cutlass, i had the quarter sacks, gold everywhere
See that s where my office at, see that s where my office at Chainz, it s just like candy to me
you wasn t there when mama was fussing
and she got an onion and i wanna rub it
Rocking some pradas like they was air forces, came on the set with hundreds to bet Riverdale, we got em calling back
Rocking some pradas like they was air forces, you too far in the mustard Chainz, you wasn t there when mama was struggling
He was there, i wore some gucci to your mama house just to leave it there Riverdale, she was there
I break the law in the sheets, i told the bitch she got to sit down Rd, gold everywhere
Don t want no abortion, my third foreign car, riverdale rd
it was a bimmer
How could you blame a nigga, i m drench god in the streets Chainz, my trigger finger antsy
It s just like candy to me, she was there
trinidad james you niggas