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(Star Boy, you're my hero) Ayy, the higher I get the better The longer I wait, she wetter I could've fucked her when I met her I pop me a Perc', just to settle I fucked that lil' bitch 'til she red, she was yellow Shawty wan' be my vamp but she can't be my Bella Niggas say they got hoes but see me, I got hella (Yeah) Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella I ran up the racks, I'm no failure I fuck on that bitch and then I prevail I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her Niggas talking 'bout hoes but they know I got hella Niggas talking 'bout clothes but they know I got hella (Yeah) Hella, hella, hella, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hella) Hella, hella, hella, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hella) This bitch do whatever I tell her I fuck her then send her to you, she won't tell ya Opium, bitch, I serve like some mail I served that lil' boy and I ain't use no scale, yeah I ran up the racks, you know I couldn't fail, yeah Letras de cancionesI just got a pack, it came through the mail, yeah Seven pounds of paraphernalia If you ain't got Cash App, I got Zelle, yeah If I get caught, I got bail, yeah Bitch, I got them racks, give a fuck 'bout a jail, yeah This bitch wanna fuck, you know I'm like, "Hell yeah" I keep my Glock tucked, I'll send you to hell, yeah I keep my Glock tucked with one in the head Let a nigga try it then he dead Step on him like an insect I pop me a molly and then I forget I pop me a molly and then I forget He thought I was lame, thought I wasn't with the shits These niggas be lame when it come to a bitch So I'ma get lame when it come to get rich Hella sticks, licks, 'Gielas, Ricks, licks, bitch (Hella, yeah) Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella (Yeah) I ran up the racks, I'm no failure (Yeah) I fuck on that bitch and then I prevail (Yeah) I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her (Yeah) Niggas talking 'bout hoes, but they know I got hella Niggas talking 'bout clothes, but they know I got hella (I got hella) Hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah, hella) Hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah) This bitch do whatever I tell her I fuck her then send her to you, she won't tell ya Opium, bitch, I serve like some mail I served that lil' boy and I ain't use no scale, yeah Ayy, the higher I get, the better (Ayy) The longer I wait, she wetter (Oh yeah) I could've fucked her when I met her (Yeah) I pop me a Perc', just to settle (Oh yeah) I fucked that lil' bitch 'til she red, she was yellow (Yeah) Shawty wan' be my vamp but she can't be my Bella (Oh yeah) Niggas say they got hoes but see me, I got hella Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) From Letras Mania