SUPERNOVA

Lyrics
June, you're a Jenius... You're a Jenius June... Yeah, fresh head to toe baby girl, wanna come over (Ayy, yeah) If she icey like me know I'll let her hit the global (Hit it) Hit this doja (hit it), shawty wanna get high supernova (I get it) Hop inside let her ride like my supernova (Let's get it) Rari, Benz or Rover? (Let's get it) Poppin' bottles all night should've called a chauffeur (Let's get it) Shawty got class shakin' ass in them Louis V loafers (God damn) Bitch if nobody was in this club I'd thrash you on this sofa (Return) Fenty thong and her dress Fashion Nova (Ooh) My nuggaz gone, I don't think nobody can hold 'em Mmm, he know he wrong went to the cops and told on 'em If the cops pull up on us we don't know none we don't know 'em (Oh no, no) We was on before we was grown (Oh) VVS stones around my neck bones Hop in girl let's get gone, fuck with me and get known But it's all on you, yeah, it's all on you, yeah I ran up that shit kickin' shit with June and XO Trappin' off a metro shawty hop in let's go She know I'm a dog, but can't send me to the pet store Wanna have a baby I'ma take this bitch to Petco Fresh head to toe, baby girl, wanna come over (Ayy, yeah) If she icey like me know I'll let her hit the global (Hit it) Hit this doja (hit it), shawty wanna get high supernova (I get it) Hop inside let her ride like my supernova (Let's get it) Rari, Benz or Rover? (Let's get it) Poppin' bottles all night should've called a chauffeur (Let's get it) Shawty got class shakin' azz in them Louis V loafers (God damn) Bitch if nobody was in this club I'd thrash you on this sofa She wanna see my tec smoke I'm like ma what the heck for? Give me head slow while I let it go, don't make me wreck though She on a xo, I'm on a school bus but she know this a Jet flow (Hit it) Play with my name, I'm calling my shooter he's spinning and going back to Mexico Que lo que manito on the phone with the plug Juanito Shawty want the wood Home Depot, give her this good Faneto With a bad bitch big ego in LA on pico (Yes sir) Said she single, put in the cheat code, yes sir bingo... Ran up that shit kickin' shit with June and XO Trappin' off a metro shawty hop in let's go She know I'm a dog, but can't send me to the pet store Wanna have a baby I'ma take this bitch to Petco Fresh head to toe baby girl, wanna come over (Ayy, yeah) If she icey like me know I'll let her hit the global (Hit it) Hit this doja (hit it), shawty wanna get high supernova (I get it) Hop inside let her ride like my supernova (Let's get it) Rari, Benz or Rover? (Let's get it) Poppin' bottles all night should've called a chauffeur (Let's get it) Shawty got class shakin' azz in them Louis V loafers (God damn) Bitch if nobody was in this club I'd thrash you on this sofa Bitch if nobody was in this club I'd thrash you on this sofa
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Credits
- Writers
- Dice SoHo