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Big bag, quick fast got em big mad
Swerving in a coupe
A nigga almost got whip lash
Shawty on my body, she hotter than a tamale
Mobbin like I’m Gotti, I’m wavy but no tsunami
Now we freaking, but only on the weekend
The way she got me in
Swimming in the deep end
I’m making all the money, I’m never going out sad
Vacation with a baddie, we heading to Trinidad
God damn
Got all these racks coming in
Party in my bed, yeah you can bring a friend
Left you on read, you should send the text again
I ain’t gotta pretend, you know that we get it in
I’ma beast when it comes to this rap shit
On her knees and she swallowing the whole dick
She a freaky and she only do it for the kid
You with me so you know large is the way I live
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true
Call up Wells Fargo
I need my money pronto
Riding with my Migos
Feeling like huncho
I just copped a pinky ring, showing off
Jewish lawyer beat another case, mazel tov
You already know that I’ma boss
Designer on my body
Got me dripping with the sauce
Got the Gucci wallet and I got some Saint Laurent
And my team is solid, we ain’t never took a lost
My bitch the same complexion as Rihanna
Hit me late night
I might just fuck you in pajamas
It’s a great night, when I’m fucking someone’s momma
And I’ma great white out here swimming with piranhas
Cause I’ma beast when it comes to this rap shit
On her knees and she swallowing the whole dick
She a freaky and she only do it for the kid
You with me so you know large is the way I live
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true
I’m in my bag
And shawty gonna suck me
gonna fuck me
I ain’t even have to ask
Yeah I’m back
Rose gold chain on attack
I ain’t selling packs
But you know I’m getting racks
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true

Big bag, quick fast got em big mad
Swerving in a coupe
A nigga almost got whip lash
Shawty on my body, she hotter than a tamale
Mobbin like I’m Gotti, I’m wavy but no tsunami
Now we freaking, but only on the weekend
The way she got me in
Swimming in the deep end
I’m making all the money, I’m never going out sad
Vacation with a baddie, we heading to Trinidad
God damn
Got all these racks coming in
Party in my bed, yeah you can bring a friend
Left you on read, you should send the text again
I ain’t gotta pretend, you know that we get it in
I’ma beast when it comes to this rap shit
On her knees and she swallowing the whole dick
She a freaky and she only do it for the kid
You with me so you know large is the way I live
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true
Call up Wells Fargo
I need my money pronto
Riding with my Migos
Feeling like huncho
I just copped a pinky ring, showing off
Jewish lawyer beat another case, mazel tov
You already know that I’ma boss
Designer on my body
Got me dripping with the sauce
Got the Gucci wallet and I got some Saint Laurent
And my team is solid, we ain’t never took a lost
My bitch the same complexion as Rihanna
Hit me late night
I might just fuck you in pajamas
It’s a great night, when I’m fucking someone’s momma
And I’ma great white out here swimming with piranhas
Cause I’ma beast when it comes to this rap shit
On her knees and she swallowing the whole dick
She a freaky and she only do it for the kid
You with me so you know large is the way I live
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true
I’m in my bag
And shawty gonna suck me
gonna fuck me
I ain’t even have to ask
Yeah I’m back
Rose gold chain on attack
I ain’t selling packs
But you know I’m getting racks
I just cop the Bape, I mixed it with the Raf
Asian baddie on my body word to Robert Kraft
Yeah you broke and you hating
Never gonna last
Throwing money in the air
Change the forecast
I got hella bands
It’s too good to be true
I know I’m the man
It’s too good to be true
You don’t understand
It’s too good to be true
Doing what I can
It’s too good to be true

Writer(s): Henry Poliard
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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