CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Dinner Date
Indigo
Ok Embasin, whatever
Chrome Heart rings on me
Chanel bags, on me
Popping in the club
Baby I be doing drugs
I know, I'm sorry
That b*t*h, dope fiend
We be turning up
And Imma make her blush
That boy say he got a bag but he got none
I love prescriptions when they powdered on my tongue
I wanna feel the pain, I wanna sip away
I was just having fun
She let me f**k with no dinner date
Till we hit Tiffany's
Make these b*t*hes blush
Baby I'm in her face
Molly when it's crushed
And we on dinner datеs
Then we catch a flight
Boy I got differеnt taste
b*t*h with a dirty waist, tryna be in my life
Like gorillas [?]
See the dollar bills, in love with the money
Staring at the stars and the moon, I'm on the way
I would never stretch it, I'm in love with how it taste
at the bank, thats cool
You n***as love and hate
Let my feelings out in the mud
Let my killers out, I miss my pops
Got them thirty mags, I think I'm Carti
so naughty
I'm on courtside with a Barbie
the game with shawty
I got the Stoudemire like Amar'e
Five star dining eating Calamari
2020 Tesla [?] charger
That boy Davidson in a Harley
B-O-B, bring yo Barbie
like a molly
Really don't try me, killers right by me
n***a don't try me, boy that's a body, yellow tips, hommy
got her looking like got her looking like a model
Get em like Bobby
Shmoney like rap
Beef with the commas
Step on the pedal
f**k [?]
She ride the d**k so good like I gave her a medal
Popping in the club
Baby I be doing drugs
I know, I'm sorry
That b*t*h, dope fiend
We be turning up
And Imma make her blush
That boy say he got a bag but he got none
I love prescriptions when they powdered on my tongue
Ok Embasin, whatever
Chrome Heart rings on me
Chanel bags, on me
Popping in the club
Baby I be doing drugs
I know, I'm sorry
That b*t*h, dope fiend
We be turning up
And Imma make her blush
That boy say he got a bag but he got none
I love prescriptions when they powdered on my tongue
I wanna feel the pain, I wanna sip away
I was just having fun
She let me f**k with no dinner date
Till we hit Tiffany's
Make these b*t*hes blush
Baby I'm in her face
Molly when it's crushed
And we on dinner datеs
Then we catch a flight
Boy I got differеnt taste
b*t*h with a dirty waist, tryna be in my life
Like gorillas [?]
See the dollar bills, in love with the money
Staring at the stars and the moon, I'm on the way
I would never stretch it, I'm in love with how it taste
at the bank, thats cool
You n***as love and hate
Let my feelings out in the mud
Let my killers out, I miss my pops
Got them thirty mags, I think I'm Carti
so naughty
I'm on courtside with a Barbie
the game with shawty
I got the Stoudemire like Amar'e
Five star dining eating Calamari
2020 Tesla [?] charger
That boy Davidson in a Harley
B-O-B, bring yo Barbie
like a molly
Really don't try me, killers right by me
n***a don't try me, boy that's a body, yellow tips, hommy
got her looking like got her looking like a model
Get em like Bobby
Shmoney like rap
Beef with the commas
Step on the pedal
f**k [?]
She ride the d**k so good like I gave her a medal
Popping in the club
Baby I be doing drugs
I know, I'm sorry
That b*t*h, dope fiend
We be turning up
And Imma make her blush
That boy say he got a bag but he got none
I love prescriptions when they powdered on my tongue
