Pandemic Lyrics

$5,500 she want her some titties

Another $5,000

She get her butt lifted

I came from nothing

Ion call that shit tricking

I'm coming hard

Yea, I'm straight from the trenches Whenever I call her

She let me get in it

I call her bitch

But she don't get offended

Bottega Veneta, Prada, Fendi

Whatever she want she just call

She gone gone get it

VV my ring and my ear

And my pendant

She get real nasty

The car super tinted

I give her allowance

She know ima spend it

If she get out of line

Then she getting suspended

I'm running up money

As long they print it

Whenever they see me

They know that I'm drippin'

I went Chanel No. 9 this shit vintage

I'm getting money

Don't need a pandemic

I just can't choose

I want all of them women

I talk to God

Cuz I know I be sinning

Shit had got real

Had to make a decision

Should I keep wasting my time

On these bitches

You know I went and

I ran up them digits

I want all of us rich

I don't care who the richest

Ima shark in the water

It's plenty of fishes

I'm out the way

I been keeping my distance

I been running up money

Need to take me a seat

Ain't no telling what I did last week

I probably won't drive it

Unless that bitch geeked

I won't link with her

Unless she a freak

She gotta look like "Left Eye"

If I (Creep)

After we done

Then we won't even speak

It's always a treat

Whenever we meet

Double O Seven

Mission complete

I was on percs when I gave it to her

Mama want me to quit but I can't do it

Soon as I get to them drugs

Abuse em

If I ever pulled a gun out

I'm using it

We don't love none of these hoes

Run thru em

Yo vibe on my line

She love my music

Nigga play dumb

He ain't that stupid

We stepping on you

Who

The shoe fit

$5,500 she want her some titties

Another $5,000

She get her butt lifted

I came from nothing

Ion call that shit tricking

I'm coming hard

Yea, I'm straight from the trenches Whenever I call her

She let me get in it

I call her bitch

But she don't get offended

Bottega Veneta, Prada, Fendi

Whatever she want she just call

She gone gone get it

VV my ring and my ear

And my pendant

She get real nasty

The car super tinted

I give her allowance

She know ima spend it

If she get out of line

Then she getting suspended

I'm running up money

As long they print it

Whenever they see me

They know that I'm drippin'

I went Chanel No. 9 this shit vintage

I'm getting money

Don't need a pandemic