Lyrics

I HATE YOU NICK COSTA
Ain't trippin' on a hoe got
not time for that plus I got
Bitches on bitches on deck
Roll up the gas then then get in my zone
Fuckin off racks then I get it right back
Enter my whip don't touch my levels
Brand new watch don't touch my bezel
Homie got a chopper and it drumming like metal
Fuck boy see it prolly make him back pedal
Hunnid dollar shoes when I wanna dress down
Pedal to the metal when I ride around town
Peanut butter seats in a 2017 got
Hoes on they knees like they
Praying to me now
Bitches on bitches on deck bitches on
Deck I don't wanna hit I just wanna get neck
Money in my pocket like yours got lint
Bouncer don't check he just let us right in
Cause we got
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Whitey got a flow like menstrual now
Fill em wit the lead like pencil now
Fuckin' on ya hoe, I just want the head now
Cramp in my leg so I gotta sit down
Ink in my skin that 9-3 shit
On the west end you gon’ find me bitch
Xans got em movin' like a zombie flick
Bank account looking like kami (Rich!)
Rich rich rich
Commas on commas I'm flexing on bitch
Obama still president far as I'm concerned idk
Who the fuck this Cheeto head Is
Bitch I'm on the Move
Got guap in my brand new denim I'm spending like free time
Kicked back in the spa wit a bitch from Dubai sippin’ green tea this is all me time
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on bitches on deck
Bitches on bitches on deck
Written by: John Phelps, Nicholas Costa
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