Looking Like Belly Lyrics

Yeahhhhhh

Yeahhhhhh

Aye

Aye

Main hoe get a Birkin

Side hoe get a Telfy

Blue tint on the lights we pull up looking just like belly

Bitch I been the shit ain't nothing that yo ass can tell me

Her and her friends want to fuck you can tell it

I fit 'em all in the truck we at the telly

Safe with the racks trapped in the closet like R. Kelly

Walked in with my fye it's hot in here I feel like Nelly

Mir blowing za her shit so loud you can smell it

I don't even smoke for real but fuck it I'm inhaling

Stack up all this bread for real you think I work at deli's

My whip be so clean for real got Forgi's on Pirelli's

Murder on my mind for real man free that Nigga Melvin

Y'all niggas be telling

We just stacking pape for real

All my niggas balling

My bitch got some cake for real

These hoes steady calling

But we can't even date for real

If niggas get to brawling

I'll empty out this Drake for real

I can't wait to sign that deal

Imma buy my mom a crib

Imma start to really live

Fuck your bitch get in her ribs

Sitting at the top

I'm Waiting for some comp for real

She want to give me top

But I don't like her head for real

Told that bitch get on for real

Get up out my zone for real

Can you just let me live

Yeah

Some shit like that

Hold on

Aye

Aye

Riding round town

New drop

Making new opps

I just mixed some red with some yellow in a blue pop

Winter time I can't rock no mink cause I'm too hot

Brodie looking like a chef he whipping up on two pots

Bitch I got the juice but my name is not Tupac

Raheem is dead somebody shot him the way you talking to these cops

She might be a shop vac the way she suck a mean cock

I can't even hear for real my ears is stuffed with bling rocks

Mash off in a Slingshot

Diamonds wet like string mop

Asking me can we get married

Bought that hoe a Ring Pop

Toes out in the Summer time

I'm chilling on a king yacht

They be waiting on my music

Just like when Supreme drop

Don't nobody like your music

That shit did a mean flop