shoota queen

1738, ayy I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello" (Ayy) Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though Hit your girl, that's check-free She ain't used to text me Now she wanna caress me She keep tryna neck me I gotta tell my bestie Someone call my bestie Think I found my bestie Link up, make a check bleed Hit your girl, that's check-free She ain't used to text me Now she wanna caress me She keep tryna neck me You know that I'm smokin' dope, I'll be high 'til next week Know I had to let her go 'cause she can't arrest me This the kind of beat that goes (-llo) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-oor) I'll be high 'til next week (tryna neck me) (-oll) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-ove) I'll be high 'til next week (tryna neck me) (-llo) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-oor) I'll be high 'til next week (tryna neck me) (-oll) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-ove) In love with the money, I ain't ever lettin' go And I get high with my baby (My baby) I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (My baby) I be in the kitchen cookin' pies -money I ain't ever lettin' go And I can ride with my baby (My baby) I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' p- I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello" This the kind of beat that goes (-llo) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-oor) I'll be high 'til next week (tryna neck me) (-oll) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-ove) I'll be high 'til next week -money I ain't ever lettin' go (-llo) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-oor) I'll be high 'til next week (tryna neck me) (-oll) I'll be high 'til next week (used to text me) (-ove) In love with the money, I ain't ever lettin' go And I get high with my baby (My baby) I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (My baby) I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeah