Snowed In

Lyrics
[Intro] (I don't think I can make it) (My wrist, I look like Ben 10) (D-damn, Dorian) (Shout out to my friends that I confide in) [Chorus] Easter pink my wrist, I look like Ben 10 (Look like Ben 10) Shout out to my friends that I confide in (I confide in) I had lost my mind, I had to find it (Had to find it) Mob ties, talk shit, I put you on the block list Whippin' in the motherfuckin' kitchen, I'm so nice with it (I'm so nice with that) I'm not dumb, love and the lust, I know the difference, bitch (Know the difference, bitch) This nigga drew the white flag, he tryna settle differences (Settle differеnces) Tell the bitch that I got racks now, I еat at Ruth Chris (I eat at Ruth Chris) Snowed in at the fuckin' crib and my roof missin' (My roof missin') Punch on a bitch-ass opp, I left his tooth missin' (I left his tooth missin') Money flow to me like fuckin' water and my palm itchin' (And my palm itchin') [Verse] Niggas talk about the GOATs, I promise you are not mentioned (You are not mentioned) Why the fuck this fiend bitch at the crib doin' fuckin' whippets? (Doin' fuckin' whippets) Speak in tongues with the fuckin' gang, you will not get it (Not get it) I put my 'fit on, you cannot fit in (Not fit in) Nigga act bold on the 'net, IRL timid (IRL timid) 2015, fuck swag, I'm wearin' Raf Simons (I'm wearin' Raf Simons) Two-door coupe, no space, I got your ho in it (Got your ho in it) [Chorus] Easter pink my wrist, I look like Ben 10 (Look like Ben 10) Shout out to my friends that I confide in (I confide in) I had lost my mind, I had to find it (Had to find it) Mob ties, talk shit, I put you on the block list Whippin' in the motherfuckin' kitchen, I'm so nice with it (I'm so nice with that) I'm not dumb, love and the lust, I know the difference, bitch (Know the difference, bitch) This nigga drew the white flag, he tryna settle differences (Settle differences) Tell the bitch that I got racks now, I eat at Ruth Chris (I eat at Ruth Chris) Snowed in at the fuckin' crib and my roof missin' (My roof missin') Punch on a bitch-ass opp, I left his tooth missin' (I left his tooth missin') Money flow to me like fuckin' water and my palm itchin' (And my palm itchin') [Outro] (I don't think I can make it) (D-damn, Dorian)
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- FearDorian