Looking Like Belly

Yeahhhhhh Yeahhhhhh Aye Aye Main hoe get a Birkin Side hoe get a Telfy Blue tint on the lights we pull up looking just like belly Bitch I been the shit ain't nothing that yo ass can tell me Her and her friends want to f*ck you can tell it I fit 'em all in the truck we at the telly Safe with the racks trapped in the closet like R. Kelly Walked in with my fye it's hot in here I feel like Nelly Mir blowing za her shit so loud you can smell it I don't even smoke for real but f*ck it I'm inhaling Stack up all this bread for real you think I work at deli's My whip be so clean for real got Forgi's on Pirelli's Murder on my mind for real man free that Nigga Melvin Y'all niggas be telling We just stacking pape for real All my niggas balling My bitch got some cake for real These hoes steady calling But we can't even date for real If niggas get to brawling I'll empty out this Drake for real I can't wait to sign that deal Imma buy my mom a crib Imma start to really live F*ck your bitch get in her ribs Sitting at the top I'm Waiting for some comp for real She want to give me top But I don't like her head for real Told that bitch get on for real Get up out my zone for real Can you just let me live Yeah Some shit like that Hold on Aye Aye Riding round town New drop Making new opps I just mixed some red with some yellow in a blue pop Winter time I can't rock no mink cause I'm too hot Brodie looking like a chef he whipping up on two pots Bitch I got the juice but my name is not Tupac Raheem is dead somebody shot him the way you talking to these cops She might be a shop vac the way she suck a mean cock I can't even hear for real my ears is stuffed with bling rocks Mash off in a Slingshot Diamonds wet like string mop Asking me can we get married Bought that hoe a Ring Pop Toes out in the Summer time I'm chilling on a king yacht They be waiting on my music Just like when Supreme drop Don't nobody like your music That shit did a mean flop