Letters

(I'm working on dying) (BNYX) K finna hit 'em, ain't talkin' no letters You don't make money, you need to do better (Better) She say I'm hot like a pepper (Xhulooo you ready? Come on) Ice on my neck and it's changing the weather Why you keep hating you not getting cheddar Gucci my shoes, I got Louis my sweater That boy a bum, yea, I know he a beggar They stealing sauce, but I put it together Go head and hop in the coupe (Coupe) Pull up and shoot out the roof (Brrr) Pull up we aiming at you My diamonds wet like a pool Good gas smokin' on boof You better tell me the truth Feel like the King of the Youth 'Cause they steady watching my moves I feel like Bino got Whole Lotta racks (A lot of them) I heard your gang is a whole lotta rats (A lot of that) If he play then we gon' put a hole in his back How you gon' hate, you don't know me, at that (How you gon' hate?) Ran up and all that boy seen was a bat I took a trip to LA with my slatt Just bought a beamer, but I want a scat If i keep it 100 your music is wack I feel like Marshall, I want me an M Get me a bag, I am not one of them Chop got a knife, and it give 'em a trim Wrist got an ocean, I'm finna go swim (Okay) Uh, woah, oh, woah (Yeah) Uh, woah, oh, woah (Wrist got an ocean, I'm finna go swim) K finna hit 'em, ain't talkin' no letters You don't make money, you need to do better (Better) She say I'm hot like a pepper (Xhulooo you ready? Come on) Ice on my neck and it's changing the weather Why you keep hating you not getting cheddar Gucci my shoes, I got Louis my sweater That boy a bum, yea, I know he a beggar They stealing sauce, but I put it together Go head and hop in the coupe (Coupe) Pull up and shoot out the roof (Brrr) Pull up we aiming at you My diamonds wet like a pool Good gas smokin' on boof You better tell me the truth Feel like the King of the Youth 'Cause they steady watching my moves