Letra de Korea
ZaySkillz
Slatt
Heheh, haha
They doin' shit that I did (Huh)
He think he better, he mid (Okay, he mid)
I get the bands I admit (Ha)
Take that boy off of the grid
Yeah, I got that [?] on my wrist (Okay!)
Canary diamonds look like piss
I walk in the house with a heater (Ha)
My pockets look fat like Madea (Yeah)
Look at that ho, she a treesh
You broke I don't wanna be you (Huh)
You broke she don't wanna see you (No)
Everything big, IKEA
She got a brain, great idea
My bitch, she bad, she from Korea
(Slatt, slatt)
I'm finna spaz on the bitch (Spaz)
I'm getting mad at you, bitch
Why the fuck you keep taking these pics? (Hey!)
Tryna get me caught up and shit
Huh, I'm in the back of a Tesla
Uh, we put that boy in a stretcher
She think that she a finesser (Blih!)
She [?] quick than a bitch
Bitch I'm in first, ain't no rest (Ha)
We knock him down and see red
Her pussy put me to bed
Talking that shit now he dead (Woah)
I get the Xan and I'm cray
I'ma take off in a jet
(All y'all rappers still suck)
Bitch, I was sleeping in class
I wanted that bag very bad
I got up and got off my ass (Woah)
I left that bitch now she sad (Yah)
I left that bitch now I'm glad (Yah)
I fucked her friend, now she mad (Woah)
I took that ho for the cat
I took that ho 'cause she [?] me a lot
I was like thirteen still whippin' the pot
He think he spiritual, boy you a bot
She think we together, bitch we are not
Look at this forehead, that be a red dot
I'm fuckin' that bitch and I hit her g-spot
She say I'm pretty, I get that a lot (Ha)
Look at my pockets, it look like a knot
Look at my pockets, I'm richer than you
Pull up to my spot, what you tryna do?
Walk in this bitch, the flyest in the room
If a nigga talk crazy get hit wit' the broom
I hop in that jet, you could hear it go "Vroom"
That boy got a stick but don't know what to do
I'm jugging that boy all his funds and his loot
We slide on that block, man that boy a recruit
I walk in her crib and she eat me like fruit (Blih!)
I get the sauce, I get the juice
My bitch a star, no Mandy Muse
Your boulevard, what you gon' do?
Knock off his top, he missing screws
I'm fuckin' this thot, it ain't nothin' new
Oh my god, Wesley!
Slatt
Heheh, haha
They doin' shit that I did (Huh)
He think he better, he mid (Okay, he mid)
I get the bands I admit (Ha)
Take that boy off of the grid
Yeah, I got that [?] on my wrist (Okay!)
Canary diamonds look like piss
I walk in the house with a heater (Ha)
My pockets look fat like Madea (Yeah)
Look at that ho, she a treesh
You broke I don't wanna be you (Huh)
You broke she don't wanna see you (No)
Everything big, IKEA
She got a brain, great idea
My bitch, she bad, she from Korea
(Slatt, slatt)
I'm finna spaz on the bitch (Spaz)
I'm getting mad at you, bitch
Why the fuck you keep taking these pics? (Hey!)
Tryna get me caught up and shit
Huh, I'm in the back of a Tesla
Uh, we put that boy in a stretcher
She think that she a finesser (Blih!)
She [?] quick than a bitch
Bitch I'm in first, ain't no rest (Ha)
We knock him down and see red
Her pussy put me to bed
Talking that shit now he dead (Woah)
I get the Xan and I'm cray
I'ma take off in a jet
(All y'all rappers still suck)
Bitch, I was sleeping in class
I wanted that bag very bad
I got up and got off my ass (Woah)
I left that bitch now she sad (Yah)
I left that bitch now I'm glad (Yah)
I fucked her friend, now she mad (Woah)
I took that ho for the cat
I took that ho 'cause she [?] me a lot
I was like thirteen still whippin' the pot
He think he spiritual, boy you a bot
She think we together, bitch we are not
Look at this forehead, that be a red dot
I'm fuckin' that bitch and I hit her g-spot
She say I'm pretty, I get that a lot (Ha)
Look at my pockets, it look like a knot
Look at my pockets, I'm richer than you
Pull up to my spot, what you tryna do?
Walk in this bitch, the flyest in the room
If a nigga talk crazy get hit wit' the broom
I hop in that jet, you could hear it go "Vroom"
That boy got a stick but don't know what to do
I'm jugging that boy all his funds and his loot
We slide on that block, man that boy a recruit
I walk in her crib and she eat me like fruit (Blih!)
I get the sauce, I get the juice
My bitch a star, no Mandy Muse
Your boulevard, what you gon' do?
Knock off his top, he missing screws
I'm fuckin' this thot, it ain't nothin' new
Oh my god, Wesley!
