Lyrics: Arde Ardeev
Music: Arde Ardeev
Gotta hit it all
When I pull up to the store so I buy it all
Pretty bitch, lets go and stroll
Baby girl, don't text me - just call
In my lambo racing through the snow
I brought you tickets on my show
You can call your that called girls, I know they all hoes but we bang it, beat goes
They all know my swag
My bag full of
Get back if you're ass fag
I ain't need ur respect, you would regret
I'm like comet, doing it fast
Brush ur teeth before you talk to me
I don't ****ing need your toxins
I got all those beams right on my jeans
I'm on the podium, start spreading gossip
You're too abusive for this world but I adore it, drop me a ****ing line
Arde and Techna gotta run this shit the **** up, 24 is our time
You be screwing it up and then playing a victim like Uh oh
See me right on the top when we bang shit outta game, we're moving on
You're too abusive for this world but I adore it, drop me a ****ing line
4rde and Techna gotta run this shit the **** up, 24 is our time
You be screwing it up and then playing a victim like Uh oh
See me right on the top when we bang shit outta game, we're moving on
Starlight, dancing
We could be romancing
If I could blow you
Like a line of , Iβd own you
Hopped in a coupe with Arde
90 mph to the party Yeah
I killed myself on
Leave a note, say Iβm not sorry Yeah
Walk straight in VIP
Letβs take another trip to the NYC Woah
**** me harder, I might bleed
Replacing bitches like BGC Woah
Kesha, weβre about to blow
Nose down my face I love the flow
Baby, touch my cameltoe
JK, itβs a dick, now touch my bone
In my lambo racing through the snow
I brought you tickets on my show
JK, itβs a dick, now touch my bone