Musty

(Chromeboy) (Iced Up Records) (Jay Lapp, like talk to 'em) Ooh, huh Tell that bitch get off my dick, a million cash, I don't like banks Diamonds hittin', I get them dunked for a lil' band, bitch, I got rank Pressed the dog, eighty dollar grams, you know it's fat when that shit stink On the low, I done probably fucked every lil' bad bitch down my way I'll stop flexin' with all my pape', this shit too much to flash cheap Cybertruck ride like a plane, in the wind, shit look like plastic screens The hood been hot, I got some shit sittin' in my trunk, whole bag of beans Red and purp', all kinds of leans, dogshit in my Lanvin jeans Why you countin' that lil' shit, dog? That ain't no pape', we millionaires Come to the table empty-handed, you in the way, go kill yourself Went to the feds, it slowed me up, but I came home with still a mill' Hit the K like, f*ck the wrist, stuff a ho, I'm Build-A-Bear I got Vezzo, I got Peezy, get the Jeezy's for the Smurfs Paid the high for my G60s, Doodie Lo for all my Percs So much water on my wrist, could f*ck a ho until she squirt Ride the boat, made for the dirt, be on go when I'm off Yerks F*ck a rap check, unless it's two M's Real chicken, Hibachi truck just like I'm Moo and 'em In Booby Trap, I just throw up slips, I'm with lil' Kool and 'em Them bags are true, this bitch like my crib, I'll probably move in, nigga (ooh) Huh, yeah (ooh), ran his bitch out (bitch out) Hmm, what? Ran his bitch out (ran his bitch out) Phew, nigga, we ran his bitch out (yeah) Hmm, Dog Shit, we ran his bitch out (ooh) Got that shit on me (what?), got that shit on me (what?) Got that shit on me (what?), nigga, got that shit on me (ooh) Nigga, got that shit on me (ooh), got that shit on me (ooh) Got that shit on me (ha), bitch, got that shit on me (nigga) Let my nuts hand on the bitch, I ain't the two, ho, I'm the one Threw a Tesla up at Truffers, spent a coupe at Golden Sun In the Lambo' gettin' top, I drop the roof and she go dumb I buy Louis for my son, bought new toolies for lil' cuz Every day, ho, I'm the shit, I been done pee-peed on a bitch Drop the top and up my wrist, ho, I'm like Jeezy on the 6 Throwin' parties 'cause I'm rich, I'm like Keith B on the bitch Diamonds 3D on my wrist, high as ET off the Tris It was five M's, now I'm up ten In the H like, "What it do? I'm tryna f*ck Meg" Real demon, been done slapped some shit, get niggas tucked in Red demon, diamonds on it spinnin', I got a dumb bag, nigga Huh, yeah (ooh), ran his bitch out (bitch out) Hmm, what? Ran his bitch out (ran his bitch out) Phew, nigga, we ran his bitch out (yeah) Hmm, Dog Shit, we ran his bitch out (ooh) Got that shit on me (what?), got that shit on me (what?) Got that shit on me (what?), nigga, got that shit on me (ooh) Nigga, got that shit on me (ooh), got that shit on me (ooh) Got that shit on me (ha), bitch, got that shit on me (nigga)