CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Milwaukee Bucks*

Lyrics from Snippets

Frankie, you a fool for this one, man

Pulled up on your b*t*h, I got weed, where the leaves?
b*t*h, no Halloween, I got tricks up my sleeve
I was outta pocket when I hit it, she like jeans
No, we not no rats, but we gon' trap and get that cheese
b*t*h, I came in the game with chain chokers and Amiri jeans
Yeah, my bullets Actavis, pour up and make you lean

I'm having vibes in the booth that be sucking and f**king on me
n***a, how about you?
Runnin' that motherf**kin' Porsche and the engine got horses
I pulled up like howdy-doo
I'm a lil' slimy motherf**ker, YSL all in my bones
I'm drippin' some too
I got so many hundreds in my pockets
But these n***as know this ain't that new
My label say that I'm an addict, they tryna rehab me
Well b*t*h, worry 'bout you
Spot 'em, I got 'em, I cop me a bag
Karlae gonna drip some [?]
No, we don't pay for the pistols but keep a pistol
I'm not a wrestler, but I flex on 'em
Givenchy actress in the mansion 'cause I'm Dior spoiled
Double G cover my ankles, yeah, I'm [?]
f**k your shooters, we know goblins, n***a, we some martians