Elvis Lyrics

Ooh, Muggee, I like it like that

I know a few steppers, these Maison Margiela

We mobbin' and robbin' goodfellas, my bitch on some shit, makin' them jealous

That rock made a roll like I'm Elvis, This thirty, stay close to the hip like the pelvis

My neck and my wrist say I'm selfish, addicted to money, you know I can't help it

Had her kiss on my neck and she melted

I know a few steppers, these Maison Margiela

We mobbin' and robbin' goodfellas, my bitch on some shit, makin' them jealous

That rock made a roll like I'm Elvis, That thirty, stay close to the hip like the pelvis

My neck and my wrist say I'm selfish, addicted to money, you know I can't help it

Had her kiss on my neck and she melted

All in a foreign we spinnin' on forges

Steppin' on crocks with the mauri's she all on top of the head like a story

Too freaky, she never could bore me, she fade off a shot, I'm shooting' like Kobe

Talk reckless, guess niggas don't know me, they claimin' they shooters, fuck nigga, come show me

Get plucked from this stick like a goalie, bad little bitch went, and caught me a box

Went and flipped it, and doubled the knot, coped me a foreign and spent off the lot

Had a bubble long nights for a pot, your homie ain't sturdy, he gave me the drop

Watch when I see you, I'm lettin' it flock, you talkin' too much, stop makin' it hot

Shh before I go

Glock with a switch, make it hit automatic

Need Me a Richie and Prezzy the patek

We count it' and run it' and flip it' and add it

That money done made me a addict, took your bitch on a trip, I hit it, no plastic

That pussy get stretched, elastic, you niggas ain't tough, my homie will crash it

Big B's, we buzzin' like static

I know a few steppers, these Maison Margiela

We mobbin' and robbin' goodfellas, my bitch on some shit, makin' them jealous

That rock made a roll like I'm Elvis, This thirty, stay close to the hip like the pelvis

My neck and my wrist say I'm selfish, addicted to money, you know I can't help it

Had her kiss on my neck and she melted

I know a few steppers, these Maison Margiela

We mobbin' and robbin' goodfellas, my bitch on some shit, makin' them jealous

That rock made a roll like I'm Elvis, That thirty, stay close to the hip like the pelvis

My neck and my wrist say I'm selfish, addicted to money, you know I can't help it

Had her kiss on my neck and she melted