CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : What the heck!
Brian
Yeah, she got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like, "Bro what the heck?"
She got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like, "Bro what the heck?"
Tokyo drift on your b*t*h, she want f**k me for my drip
This ain't a skit, boy you whipped, caught mе on her pu**y lips
Don't give a f**k, she said that I'm toxic I got no luck
You want static, grab thе K, I'ma show them boys what's up
And I'm like ayy, that b*t*h hella fine, go tell her hey
What's up today, that b*t*h from the bay
I hit the strip she wanna stay
Told her hop up in the Benz, she said, "okay"
What's the deal, I'ma [?] today
She so toxic, she all about me, and the money
She getting mad under my comments, b*t*hes calling me honey
But I told her I can't stop it so I laugh 'cause it's funny
And I don't care 'bout these b*t*hes, 'cause my girl my lil' bunny
She got that dark hair, bangs down, looking like a vampire
Posted with the strap, my b*t*h she stepping with that strap fire
Boss lil' b*t*h around me, f**k these bum hoes
Thots in my mansions, I gotta go bro, 'cause she got that
Yeah, she got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like "Bro what the heck?"
She got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like "Bro what the heck?"
Like what the f**k, [?] on my neck
She got them thick thighs, brown eyes, she ain't living state side
Lil' b*t*h, I just hit on bases, run them base line
Okay, don't know where you at b*t*h, I can't find you
Okay, yuh, swerving up in a Coupe, ayy
Pop a molly or two, ayy
Damned to call you my boo, okay
What you tryna go do?
I'm home, I'm tryna roll with you
I'm going hanging out with my crew
Run around fast, maybe gon' zoom
Like what the f**k, these b*t*hes are the same no need of love, ayy
B*t*h you ain't the one, see you ain't no f**king dub, ayy
You just on some lame sh*t, all these hoes they basic
Get you off my mind, when I'm gone, when I'm wasted
Yeah, she got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like, "Bro what the heck?"
She got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like, "Bro what the heck?"
Tokyo drift on your b*t*h, she want f**k me for my drip
This ain't a skit, boy you whipped, caught mе on her pu**y lips
Don't give a f**k, she said that I'm toxic I got no luck
You want static, grab thе K, I'ma show them boys what's up
And I'm like ayy, that b*t*h hella fine, go tell her hey
What's up today, that b*t*h from the bay
I hit the strip she wanna stay
Told her hop up in the Benz, she said, "okay"
What's the deal, I'ma [?] today
She so toxic, she all about me, and the money
She getting mad under my comments, b*t*hes calling me honey
But I told her I can't stop it so I laugh 'cause it's funny
And I don't care 'bout these b*t*hes, 'cause my girl my lil' bunny
She got that dark hair, bangs down, looking like a vampire
Posted with the strap, my b*t*h she stepping with that strap fire
Boss lil' b*t*h around me, f**k these bum hoes
Thots in my mansions, I gotta go bro, 'cause she got that
Yeah, she got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like "Bro what the heck?"
She got her hoodie tight like $not, swear to god she a baddie
Got Saint Laurent up on her shoes, that b*t*h calling me daddy
And I'm gon' count up her checks, and VVS on my neck
f**ked on my deck, and I'm like "Bro what the heck?"
Like what the f**k, [?] on my neck
She got them thick thighs, brown eyes, she ain't living state side
Lil' b*t*h, I just hit on bases, run them base line
Okay, don't know where you at b*t*h, I can't find you
Okay, yuh, swerving up in a Coupe, ayy
Pop a molly or two, ayy
Damned to call you my boo, okay
What you tryna go do?
I'm home, I'm tryna roll with you
I'm going hanging out with my crew
Run around fast, maybe gon' zoom
Like what the f**k, these b*t*hes are the same no need of love, ayy
B*t*h you ain't the one, see you ain't no f**king dub, ayy
You just on some lame sh*t, all these hoes they basic
Get you off my mind, when I'm gone, when I'm wasted
