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Dated lyrics by Tristan Dior

Chorus
Yeah
She don’t want me to pull out that pussy I damn near did it
Doing drugs in a foreign truck, I damn near fainted
She wanna go everywhere with me cause i’m almost famous
Damn
I cut ties with all my hoes, all that shit dated
Yeah
My bitch pulling up in a G-Wagon
Show me 200 racks and we’ll see what’s happening
Fucking this famous hoe, I wouldn’t tell you
Woah
Fucking this famous bitch, I didn’t tell you
I’m doing drugs with this bitch in a mansion
Fuck her for a hour now my body drenching
I’m in the hills but I came from the trenches
I played ball at 14, I was benching
Wire hit me from God, it’s a blessing
ARP on me, who the fuck you testing?
Yeah I did that
Draco in the back, I hid that
Your bitch let me hit so I hit that
This a GLE, not a Hellcat

Verse
Got too many girls in the party in the Ritz Carlton
In a Lamb’ truck, I ain’t walking
Water on my neck like a dolphin
I got bitches in the Ritz Carlton
Racks in the air, keep falling
She on Facetime, keep calling
I’m in New York, keep mobbing
He keep dropping, he keep flopping
So much music, I keep dropping
Champagne on the boat, i’m popping
Racks on me it don’t make sense
Break backs and I break banks
Got a rich bitch from Burbank
She wanna hold my hand
I don’t be on Instagram
She don’t wanna look like a fan
She know i’m up 100 bands
Shit, bitch I do what I can
I hop on the flight off a xan, hit me when you land
Yeah
Twin turbo take off, they take pictures of me like a fan
Jaromir Jagr with the stick in my hand
Alex Ovechkin with the blick in my hand
Double barrel, it don’t shoot at a can
Smoke so much dope, you would think i’m in a Volkswagen van
I live a VLAD life but you wouldn’t understand
She wanna see me again, she wish to see me again
She spam calling again, spam texting, she wanna be my best friend
Last week, we done fucked up the club
This week, I done fucked on her friend
She know I come from the mud, they wouldn’t understand
Existential crisis off these drugs, I don’t know who I am
They ain’t wanna see me go up so I did

Chorus
Yeah
She don’t want me to pull out that pussy I damn near did it
Doing drugs in a foreign truck, I damn near fainted
She wanna go everywhere with me cause i’m almost famous
Damn
I cut ties with all my hoes, all that shit dated
Yeah
My bitch pulling up in a G-Wagon
Show me 200 racks and we’ll see what’s happening
Fucking this famous hoe, I wouldn’t tell you
Woah
Fucking this famous bitch, I didn’t tell you
I’m doing drugs with this bitch in a mansion
Fuck her for a hour now my body drenching
I’m in the hills but I came from the trenches
I played ball at 14, I was benching
Wire hit me from God, it’s a blessing
ARP on me, who the fuck you testing?
Yeah I did that
Draco in the back, I hid that
Your bitch let me hit so I hit that
This a GLE, not a Hellcat