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 , I’d own you
Hopped in a coupe with Arde 90 mph to the party Yeah I killed myself on Leave a note, say I’m not sorry Yeah Walk straight in VIP Let’s take another trip to the NYC Woah **** me harder, I might bleed Replacing bitches like BGC Woah
Kesha, we’re about to blow Nose down my face I love the flow Baby, touch my cameltoe JK, it’s a dick, now touch my bone
In my lambo racing through the snow I brought you tickets on my show
JK, it’s a dick, now touch my bone