west coast boujee goddess ft. Reckmond & I like her vibe Lyrics

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Westcoast

Boujee

Goddess

Sugar

Time be running

Fast

Fly her back to casa

In Bottega

You'd come with me

All they envy

They don't get me

They want Fendi

She got em envy

These bitches always see a Fendi

They seem uncanny

But she the typpa a bitch who get me

Sippin henny

She wanna ride it in her bentley

I done been thru many

Only trynna chase my money or the clout

When we weren't dripping they didn't seem to be about

How you tellin me you trynna link me now

It's raining riches

All these bitches switch around

I know you keep it real

You different ain't no doubt

Westcoast

Boujee

Goddess

Sugar

Time be running

Fast

Fly her back to casa

In Bottega

Done kept it real

Fake titties

Only lie she tellin me

I'm out here smoking real

We blunted

On the CBD

She wan it hard

Like VVS

The pressure's always on us

Ain't no connection on us

But they connect my talk And i cant always count on em

So I be counting dollars

Shoutout my ballers

Who grinding on no sleep till mornin

Sleep talking these haters

On the sleep walk-in

Moonwalking

I'm chasing for the blue dropping

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Westcoast

Boujee

Goddess

Sugar

Time be running

Fast

Fly her back to casa

In Bottega

Westcoast

Boujee

Goddess

Sugar

Time be running

Fast

Fly her back to casa

In Bottega