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Shawty gon' top me 'cause all of the fame Me and Sad Frosty we running the game I don't got money I don't want no chain But I still see your bitch get the fuck out my lane Shawty gon' top me 'cause all of the fame Me and Sad Frosty we running the game I don't got money I don't want no chain But I still see your bitch get the fuck out my lane Fucking your bitch, yeah she throwing that back Billy you suck, all your new shit is wack Sike bitch I'm rich, and I'm never going back I just left Gucci, I spent me a stack Quarter milly just to get out the house That bitch put my dick in her mouth Yeah, I said it what you gonna do now? You ain't do nothing, you stuck on the couch Bitch I be rippin' it, dippin' it Lotta designer my body be drippin' in Stacks in the air motherfucker we swim in it We gotta lotta blue hundreds we winnin' bitch (ayy) I can't do math I am not smart I do not know how to start up my car It runs by itself, It's takin' me far Yeah that's a Tesla, I am a star Letras de canciones *Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system* New bitch say she lovin' my lingo Make that ho scream like I'm playing Bingo Her pussy pink just like a flamingo I fucked his momma in the back of the Gringos I need them bands on the regular I fucked that that bitch she hit up cellular She get on my nerves so i will not text with her That bitch she a dub, Big Frosty won't credit her I will not credit hoes they some sluts Slop on my dick, she a thot Pull up the foreign you know it's a drop Me a lil' ty we skrrt off the lot These broke boys they jealous they want us to stop Vans on my feet and Supreme on my jeans Diamonds they dancin' I feel like a king I hit that lil' then I make that ho scream Check out my kit this shit is so clean (yuh) Billy and Frosty like what? Billy and Frosty like huh? From Letras Mania