The Reup

Imma just hop out the whip And pick up the bag Michael Jackson, shorty bad She say that she only be shopping at sacks Raf Simons, that’s facts Louie V on her bag She love when I grip on that ass Road head, she almost made us crash I love a bougie bitch, love a nerdy bitch And her ass stay in college If i fuckup on the reup She gon throw me couple of dem dollaz I’m a young Sean Carter Brought you the wave, I’m a martyr I’m a daddy, not a father You niggas all Kuwabara I’m Yuske Urameshi Your shorty giving me that Becky Cocaine made her sexy Then i freaked it, to a whole key So pure, made her nose bleed Not stepped on like she’s Billie Jean From a quarter key to the Florida Keys U can’t f*ck with my recipe Yeah yeah