Saint ft. MakeitSneed & Donn Wopp Lyrics

It's a bird, it's a plane, I got plenty options

I'm a saint, and my bitch don't play like Michael Thomas

Fumble with that work

Go ahead, pop your noggin

I been comin' down, makin' noise like Kawasaki

I been havin' lucid dreams about that guap and shit

We rockstar rich, drippin' black and gold

My new order, shit, new year, new bitch

Watch me switch 'em up, I'm on some different shit

All that naggin', you must forgot Wopp got options, little bitch

Too many bitches

I ain't even picky

Bitch, I feel like Pinky

Where my cup, now we gettin' jiggy

Out here chasin' chicken

Anything else is 50-50

Y'all ain't fuckin' with me, don't be picky

I can turn a good girl into a Icky Vicky

I make it look easy, I don't know anyone who can fuck with me

Fuck a 9 to 5

Youngin wakin' up, time to get busy

All white buffs on, pushin' P, like Ja in the Grizzlies

Them tabbies tempt me, now I'm stuck off in the 60s

I pray for everyone who plottin' against me

Niggas is some goofies and they homeboys is some minis

Bitches out here groupies, when you see Wopp, yeah, I got plenty

But you won't see, Makeit busy, clockin' chickens, breakin' piggies

All this rose gold on, hoes won't leave me alone, we run the city

When I'm on stage, bitches show me titties, Wopp be litty

10K for the chain, all this ice, got a nigga chilly

When I'm in your city, I got a 50, yeah, it's ridin' with me

Let's go, push start the whip

When she got in, she like Wopp got stars in the ceilin'

I'm like bitch shut the fuck up

Don't catch feelings, Wopp a super villain

Lord been willin', all 23, I been fuckin' ill'n

Servin' this left and right

I think that I be Krillin',

Killin' shit

Leave the scene taped off like we was filmin

I got a cool couple thousand, tucked off in my denim

If you a star, then I am the solar system

Comin' with that quantum physics, makin' noise, you didn't listen

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