wonder – bs
Genre Rap

LYRIC
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Intro

Daniel!

Chorus

I go shopping when I wake up in the morning
I'm steppin’ on 'em, these bitches think they important
I ain't even gon’ hold you
The bag ain't hot, that shit scolding you stupid bitch
I just dropped big pounds on 'em, big amounts
I could put the hounds on 'em, I'ma let 'em out
Got Bape on the shoes, if you step to me, your stupid
I make money moves, he a gnat, he on bullshit

Verse 1

Bitch, you my best friend
We some pretty bitches, we don't like to throw hands
And we got some Fendi, Prada, we got us some big bands
I might have to pop off on these bitches, its a mismatch
You hear the money call, look at the wrists, bitch
up to somethin' when the chips flip
Let me catch a, look at me funny in this big whip
I bet that this your first time fuckin’ with a rich bitch
Huh, cast a check on my bitches, will never make enough
These lil’ bitches can't fuck with us, I’ma run it up
I take the rest, I go tell the plug that I doubled up
Mix the faygo with the henny, bitch, I ain't touchin' no double cup
Uh, God damn, I just bought me a clean bitch
God damn, I just scrolled through her recents
Ain't it funny I know his lil’ bitch a demon
Playboy bunny, I just took his bitch to
, he a stupid hoe, we backflip 'em
Fuck what he on, we ain't tryna get no racks with 'em
They want me work with these bitches, I won't do collabs with 'em
I don't even fuck with these bitches, how'm I gonna rap with 'em?

Chorus

I go shopping when I wake up in the morning
I'm steppin' on 'em, these bitches think they important
I ain't even gon' hold you
The bag ain't hot, that shit scolding you stupid bitch
I just dropped big pounds on 'em, big amounts
I could put the hounds on 'em, I'ma let 'em out
Got Bape on the shoes, if you step to me, your stupid
I make money moves, he a gnat, he on bullshit

Verse 2

He on bullshit, he on bullshit
In the back with a big bag, full clip
We done lil' hoes, I think these bitches full of it
You alone, you ain't got no-one to move with
I ain't like all these bitches, I really move quick
crashin' the car and that bitch a cool whip
Hate to tell you, you bitches ain't comin' back
I got several of 'em buyin' me some raps

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