ART ft. Marzae & Marcel Dula Lyrics

Aye

Aye, mmm

Yea yea

She wanna fuck then let's get it

I'm here with BAIL, them my niggas

I put the Bape on her titis, uhh

They all bout the talking, no business

She been tryna change me, but I'm into money like printers

Yea yea, Yea yea

Ain't no flexing, I just been about it, always lowkey

Niggas hating cuz they said I'm different, though I'm doing me

Rockstar life shit, I know that you won't agree

Know it's Dula in this bitch, I been this way, no switching D

I like Ice Cream tees, Fine Britches, fine bitches

All star lifestyle, balling like I'm Bron nigga

Cain't take no losses

Know she gonna toss it anytime I ask and call her

Smokin gas, high as star ships

Ya bitch, she a fun trip

I think I'm at Carowinds

Doc Marten's, ain't doing Timbs

I like money cuz it get me what I want

She said it's me is what she needed and it's what she want

Yea yea

Ballout, no Sosa

Call out, I'm too sick

Paper up like six stories, that's Lench Mob, no Ruthless

She suck me, she ain't new to this

Daigh-Lauren on my body

Bad bitch so naughty

Country boy like Bobby

Do the Ricky Bobby on them hoes, how I'm styling

Just wait in the lobby

Bail Gang we mobbing

BTF, that's Money Gang

We get them hunnits mane

Hunnit Racks By December

Cold bitch, call her Winter

Hottie bitch on fire

Melo, I inspire

All net from half court

Take flight like passport

Beat, mm wait

Beat that, mm wait

Beat that pussy down, give them hoes what they asked for

Shorty look around, hoes down for the task force

Based God, I mean BAIL God on fast forward

Ball hard like First Ward, mm wait

She want F baby, that lil bitch going have to work for it

She want my baby, I'm so wavy like a surfboard

Niggas thank they got it, they ain't got it, they just work hard

Checc I been had it, I'm a addict how I do art

Fucking hoes, that's art

Hoes screaming that part