What's Her @? ft. Rockfish Lyrics

Hope you brought that thing ridding around imposters in that ghost car

Word up in the street ridding round these monsters seeling coke

Oh you, oh you hidin deep living in confusion left with old scars

Burn up with that toke and a dope, ill embrass you with both arms

You don't wana click that

We'll roll the things back

Nirvana I wana

Face that, she brought the cake back

Pirannah she wanna taste racks

I can pay tabs

Smoke marijuana with eight tats

Roses ain't bad

A body you'd model

Pulling up gold chains

And that bling release the flood gates

Gassing up the runway

Got highbeams on my gun play

Been classing out

Some certain person still out on on my space

Stuck in the old days

Suspended in some astral plane

Don't play me hoe

Don't play me hoe

Walked up in my fancy clothes

Fingers froze

My AP gold

What'd you think they'd pay me for

Water faucet feel the rain

This my baby I feel your pain

Minning for my saving grace

Diamonds I model when I hit the stage

Rush him up like Candyman,

No trace or case expanding and

Lots of noise I'm cancelling

This money I am handling

Like eyeballs from Pans Labyrinth

It shuts these haters from ramblin

I got no back up goalie thats standin in

So past that 40 while I count these bands

Hope you brought that thing ridding around imposters in that ghost car

Word up in the street ridding round these monsters seeling coke

Oh you, oh you hidin deep living in confusion left with old scars

Burn up with that toke and a dope, ill embrass you with both arms

The patek

The bounce

You're ready to pounce

The party the sound

Your body go down

She's stalking around

Bugatti the rounds

She wanted to mount

Im dreaded with doubt

This city my mound

She's touching my face I'm feeling embraced

Her body insane red rari the lane

I don't really care your friends are talking

They can't tell the truth

Babe I'm into you

Friends been stalking but I paid my dues.

Got me feeling high like Machu Picchu Picchu

Lots of likes and fake views

Rivers lies will bleed through

If your real then you know our eyes will see you

Energize and read through

Knowing there's no means to

My AP feeling frosty

Honestly, not bossy

favorite thing is coffee

Cuddling so softly

Why

Don't we hold

Bodies been touching some more

Rides through deep cove

Tumble the weeds in the rolls

Hope you brought that thing ridding around imposters in that ghost car

Word up in the street ridding round these monsters seeling coke

Oh you, oh you hidin deep living in confusion left with old scars

Burn up with that toke and a dope, ill embrass you with both arms