She Wanna

Lyrics

[Chorus] She want a trapper, she want a slapper, don't want a capper, no, no She want a Bottega and a Bentayga, she wants to drive in slow mode I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold She want a shooter, she want a pro, let's roll Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove She want a winner that's getting them whole She want a yard, come off the boat Get it with me, and she get it own Gettin' it real, she getting involved Promise to me you wouldn't get understand That's that pigs еver get into my phone [Verse 1] Shе only wanna date the G boys I don't wanna see no G boys Hit that once then I get recalled She only wanna know if you made it recoil When I roll with the kwenga, came with the sisters, wannabe Jenners Done them bad, but we Goodfellas, ting in the back with the puss wet up CC runners, entry-level She want a Prada bag and a kettle [?] hold this brick in metal Coke in the water, lettin' it settle First time seeing it Seein it, preein it She wanna learn how to cook She wanna learn how to jugg Sexy, I'm in love with the gangsta look [?] smart with the books, but the lifestyle looks cool Girl just call, lemme hold your hand, and bring that out with the fork Go get a kettle and pour, go get a kettle and pour You seeing it raw, wait till it locks, then we're going to Christian Dior B22's and a 10, B23's in a 4 Postcode giving me life, aight, think I wanna hit this raw Think I wanna hit this raw [Chorus] She want a trapper, she want a slapper, don't want a capper, no, no She want a Bottega and a Bentayga, she wants to drive in slow mode I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold She want a shooter, she want a pro, let's roll Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove She want a winner that's getting them whole She want a yard, come off the boat Get it with me, and she get it own Gettin' it real, she getting involved Promise to me you wouldn't get understand That's that pigs ever get into my phone [Verse 2] She wanna nigga that ain't on the 'Gram She don't wanna boohoo man Give him a brick and he's under pressure, he never dealt with the thousand-gram She hate a nigga that's up in the club, if he's gonna do it then light it up Feds [?] pull up like "Hand's up!" put a flake on your hair like dandruff She ain't gonna tell you ram rough, it's gonna be natural, and it's factual Put it in doggy, look at the tattoos 22 rounds in the Z's Go to sleep, been a long week [?] Felt like Kodak Black with the Z Now I feel like Kodak Black with the glee Glee, glee, glee, glee, glee (Glee) [Chorus] She want a trapper, she want a slapper, don't want a capper, no, no She want a Bottega and a Bentayga, she wants to drive in slow mode I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold She want a shooter, she want a pro, let's roll Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove She want a winner that's getting them whole She want a yard, come off the boat Get it with me, and she get it own Gettin' it real, she getting involved Promise to me you wouldn't get understand That's that pigs ever get into my phone