I Be Loving Lyrics

I be loving all my wrist things

I be loving all the bitches

I be loving all my riches

I be loving all the cripping

I be loving all my wrist things

I be loving all the bitches

I be loving all my riches

I be loving all the cripping

Walking with a limp you not a blud

Come up in my circle then you done

Every shoot out one on one I've won

I use a b I g in my holster as a gun

The screen glare be brighter than the sun

Stay tripping bout me cause I be having fun

Give a me a Prada bag and some ones

Make it rain on a hoe she call me hun

Short for honey and I'm chasing after bun

She want me badly but I can't fuck with that

I'm calling up my twin he be up to bat

I be loving all my wrist things

I be loving all the bitches

I be loving all my riches

I be loving all the cripping

I be loving all my wrist things

I be loving all the bitches

I be loving all my riches

I be loving all the cripping

I want a Japanese car and a tank

Lil bro a baby you not near my rank

I'll hit you with the ratchet hear the klank

Talking bout money let's got to the bank

I'm addicted to the caffeine

Purple drink thought it was lean

Green trees back and forth smoking green

Fake ass shit know they laughing

All the shit that they be passing

Slow shit down back to my pace

This shit ain't nothing ain't a race

You fucking stupid all the shit you wanna take

I wouldn't take that it anyway cause it's laced

I got a shooter and he aiming at yo face

You and you bitch think money in the case

But it's just a bug so we always stay on chase

Standing on the top fuck the floor not with base

My diamonds dancing to the beat

I pull up new whip shit it's sweet

Showing me all the watches ima keep

Don't give a fuck about the cost it's a treat

Slide up in the den with the gun it's w wheat

Write it off my taxes even all the heat

Suite suite it's where we staying neat

Let's meet outside choppa in the cold it's how we greet