coltieboi – messages lyrics
i got the prada my bands staying heavy, i want the porsche but she want the chevy, i got a bad b+tch she stay in the telli; i feel like lil loaded cause i gotta bently
i got the cake but she feing the fendi
i’m rockin gucci
i’ll f+ck up the kidney
to many blunts to the face got me dizzy
i’m high of this perc got feeling real sh+tty
f+ck up yo b+tch
and i hit from the back
got a new choppa it came wit gat
to hoes many hoes on my d+ck and they fat shout out to bella cause that b+tch a snack
don’t give a f+ck if u given me bands, don’t give a f+ck if u wanna throw bands , don’t give a f+ck bout the b+tches they only want love so i’m making em god d+mn
calling me sonic b+tch i’m on the run, i got this cap i ain’t talkin no gun, she eat me up like an apple pie bun, 40 round clip off this b+tch she a bum
i said it i said it i said
don’t give a f+ck bout yo b+tch she go spread it
see her in public and that sh+t pathetic, making this cake way to fast need a metic
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