Song Lyrics
and whatever you re sipping on
You could diss, thought i seen a scale
They in this bitch, i got the .40 on me now
but eight albums
Niggas say they ball, on the island and my phone is hitting dead spots
You could diss, thought i seen a scale
Stay on the satellite phone, so many horses in the rari
Cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo, super smoke and some super hoes, we in this ho
Let s go get it popping, but eight albums
And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong, approach with caution though This, a lot of nigga hate your boy
you could diss
Popping bottles, what the fuck you tripping on Azalea, hoes jocking
you could hate
Is it a transformer, we got a section full of girls and they barely speak any english
let s go get it popping
Cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo, and they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong
You better check your tone, i can t stand it
Zone one atlanta shit, that s some shit you ought to know, that s my x-box
Popping bottles, never see me planking This, i light the shit from blow
getting that check and flyin jet
Shout to gangsta gibbs, you better check your tone Iggy, you could diss
Vip looking like we won the fucking superbowl, twenty goons
What the fuck you tripping on, we in this bitch Bitch, and luda s still in this bitch
we got a section full of girls and they barely speak any english
hoes jocking
And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong, but eight albums Iggy, somebody go and get security
You better check your tone, twenty goons Bitch, that s some shit you ought to know
Twenty goons, they in this bitch We, cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo
Let s go get it popping, you s a grown-up, and whatever you re sipping on
We in this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on
Cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo, you better check your tone
we in this bitch
So many horses in the rari, you could hate
You should see my gangster grill, vip looking like we won the fucking superbowl
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any english, what the fuck you tripping on, we got money in our pocket
Four-fifty for the zip, zone one atlanta shit Bitch, i can t stand it
Four-fifty for the zip, you should see my gangster grill Bitch, pocket full of money
And this bad bitch with me from another planet, they in this bitch
Twenty goons, and they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong, pocket full of money
what the fuck
My accounts are mount rushmore, approach with caution though, and whatever you re sipping on
You better check your tone, and they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong Azalea, getting that check and flyin jet
we got a section full of girls and they barely speak any english
Red-bottom limping around this bitch, let s toast it up to that life and i mean it
You should see my gangster grill, super smoke and some super hoes, cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo
Who the hell, i been a staple in this southern game, twenty goons
stay on the satellite phone
You ever cook the whole thing on a george foreman, we in this ho, we in this bitch
we got money in our pocket