BYAAAATCH

Lyrics

[Intro] (Wake up, F1LTHY) Yeah, Ø Way, yeah, Ø Way Baow, baow, baow, ayy, it's bling, bling It's there, nigga, bling Wow, wow, wow, bling, wow, wow, wow [Chorus: diamond*] Wake up, get some fresh air (Air), wake up, put my diamonds on (Oh my God) Pink and yellow in my chain, this shit look like Mardi Gras I'm so rich, I need a damn—she wanna fuck just 'cause my money long Black trucks sittin' outside the function, I'm tryna bring the models home Real Atlanta nigga, make a freak bitch give me Georgia Dome She gon' fuck the richest nigga, she tryna bring that money home Pockets stuffed with provolone, that bullshit, I do not condone I don't got shit for a dog, except for a motherfuckin' bone [Verse 1: Tezzus] Told her, "Watch your еtiquette, you're talkin' to a king, bitch" I just bought my bitch somе french tips with some lean, bitch Hoes, they like my pimpin', zip-zip when I'm speakin' I make my young ho say, "Yes, sir" when she speak to me Pimpin' ain't dead, nigga, these niggas OG bitches Why would I be mad 'bout one bitch? Nigga, I have three bitches We gon' bust your head, turn it all white if ya keep dissin' Kickdoor with this MAC, he go all white bangin' 3-6's This ho, she want sex, she want Off-White, she want CC Man, that shit in her pants, shit was aqua, made me drown This shit go too fast, don't want problems, don't want beef with me Nigga talk on diamond* we gon' pop out, we gon—blaow [Verse 2: Yung Fazo] I'm runnin' it up, 'cause when my brother come thorugh he got choppas around, bleh I'm countin' it up, yeah, I'ma smoke on the dope, almost sent down a cow, bleh I'm thumbin' it up, I'm really bleedin' this shit, We got any amount DØLLA Gang, me and my brothers come through, know we killin' 'em bad (Gang, Ø Way), bleh, bleh Go pop that bean, you know I'll shake, bleh I'ma go pop this Percocet, I take it to the face (Bleh) No, I ain't pourin' no red, bitch, I need some fuckin' weed I'm finna put it to bed, we fuck bad hoes out of spite [Chorus: diamond*] Wake up, get some fresh— Wake up, get some fresh air (Air), wake up, put my diamonds on (Oh my God) Pink and yellow in my chain, this shit look like Mardi Gras I'm so rich, I need a damn—she wanna fuck just 'cause my money long Black trucks sittin' outside the function, I'm tryna bring the models home Real Atlanta nigga, make a freak bitch give me Georgia Dome She gon' fuck the richest nigga, she tryna bring that money home Pockets stuffed with provolone, that bullshit, I do not condone I don't got shit for a dog, except for a motherfuckin' bone