Bums Lyrics

He said "Chill on me"

I got steel for your Ew

You can't steal from me (Nah)

And you still bummy yeah

Got these purple jeans on

Why she feel em yea And my VVs two-tone

And they shinning crystal clear

That boy shoot up in the air

I told my girl I'm M.I.A

We pull up scats and them R8's

I smokin' a gas it's to the face

I told my pockets watch your weight

I got options watch your bae

If she too toxic I can't stay

LV bag full of K's yeah

I just prayed to god

For the stuff that I have yeah

Yeah that's my magic conch shell

You not getting half ballin' like the astros

Skinny chick her back long Popped a 6

I'm back stoned my bro keep the mask on

Emo chick I can't talk to her she into rocks

Said he like my kicks if he pullin' up go get the

Grah I put the tech on

This not for ice spice this for the flics

We can't text no only gonna slide if there's a check

(only gonna slide)

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

He said "Chill on me"

I got steel for your Ew

You can't steal from me (Nah)

And you still bummy yeah

Got these purple jeans on

Why she feel em yea And my VVs two-tone

And they shinning crystal clear

What

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