Lyrics

Fiji Tito
I had to ask her
Do she love me or not
Losing my mind
Sipping wok with ciroc
I told her to trust me
And keep it on lock
Tears running down her face
And I think they won’t stop
One promise to the tour
That we make it to the top
We gotta spend the mozzy
Out the lock
We gotta spend these bands
On a boat
On a yacht
These blue hundo’s
I got it out the spot
I probably got time
It depend on the watch
If Mike count the Benji’s
Then I pray you don’t watch
13 flights had to climb to the top
Dunk on a ****
Blast at the opps
Three shooters
And they pick and pop
When we in the Hilton
We stay at the top
Yeah
I dunk on a ****
Blast at the opps
Damn
We back in the spot
You making shit hot damn
I drip in designer
Her shoes is gucci
Her bag is Prada
A blonde jawn
Look like Madonna
Flew her to Africa
Flew her to Rwanda
Put checks in her name
The one with the commas
She put trust in a ****
She ain’t worried about nada
She fuck with a ****
She say I’m real smarter
Off the Molly
She gone drink all the water
The top off the roof
Pass the wheel to young Butta
Spend the block
And I hope
He don’t Stutter
I heard she a freak
I heard she a sucker
Ass fat
She probably get it from
Her mother
Written by: Envii Benjii, Fiji Tito
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