AMG Lyrics

(Fotrill!)

(Wrist on flood

Sipping smoking good

Oh my god

I'm high as the sun

What you want bitch I'm running to the bucks)

Ah, ah, baby what you trynna' do

Brand new AMG it's black, I just took off the roof

Hundreds on me and they blue

Geeked up with my guys goin 150 in the coupe

These boys be acting like they know me

Water on the face I need a napkin for my Rollie

He don't smoke like me I know he capping bout some OZ's

Never needed help I made it happen by my lonely

They can't get as high as me I know they wish they could

1800 all In 20s all my pockets good

New pack of exotic fuck it roll it in a wood

And she want me to hit it raw I don't know if I should

Wrist on flood

Sipping smoking good

Oh my god

I'm high as the sun

What you want bitch I'm running to the bucks

Rolling skunk, pour some more inside my cup

Carti buffs, hundreds up

Oh my god, what the fuck

All these racks on me just tell me what it is you want

I'm Reggie Miller every time I shoot my shot it's done

Ah, ah, baby what you trynna' do

Brand new AMG it's black, I just took off the roof

Hundreds on me and they blue

Geeked up with my guys goin 150 in the coupe

These boys be acting like they know me

Water on the face I need a napkin for my Rollie

He don't smoke like me I know he capping bout some OZ's

Never needed help I made it happen by my lonely

(They can't get as high as me I know they wish they could

1800 all In 20s all my pockets good

New pack of exotic fuck it roll it in a wood

And she want me to hit it raw I don't know if I should)