sable

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Oh, oh (Oh-oh) Oh (Oh-oh) Oh (Oh-oh) Hey (Oh) Hey, yeah (Oh) Yeah [Pre-Chorus] Woah, I'm in the city of angels They say that they proud of me, say that I'm turning the tables Gotta disconnect the fakes like a cable These boys are fools like the first day of April (Yeah) Lil' baby, I'm steady and stable Bad bitch and she look like Sable [Chorus] Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce Tryna be me, nigga, no way Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K In the muhfucking heights like its broadway And we caught that boy lacking in broad day Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh On her chinny-chin-chin Shawty, she be capping on her chinny-chin-chin And my lil' brothеr got a choppa and we sending him in Shawty said she lovе me, she said, "Joey, you my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh) [Verse] Ayy, feel like Sha'Carri, I'm running (Yeah) All these racks that I'm thumbing We popping out at the function (Yeah) That lil' nigga ain't nothing (Oh my God) Lil' shawty pushing my buttons (Oh my God) We them niggas up to something (What, oh my) Choppa make beats like it's London (Woah) Racks, you don't got none of that I'm chasing the bag like a running back I don't do shit for the internet If you want smoke, we get into that Me and my spiders got choppas, we finish that I'm all in her body, I'm into that, uh She in love with Bacardi, she sippin' that, uh [Chorus] Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce Tryna be me, nigga, no way Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K In the muhfucking heights like its broadway And we caught that boy lacking in broad day Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh On her chinny-chin-chin Shawty, she be capping on her chinny-chin-chin And my lil' brother got a choppa and we sending him in Shawty said she love me, she said, "Joey, you my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh) [Outro] Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce Tryna be me, nigga, no way Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K In the muhfucking heights like its broadway And we caught that boy lacking in broad day Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh On her chinny-chin-chin Shawty, she be capping on her chinny-chin-chin And my lil' brother got a choppa and we sending him in Shawty said she love me, she said, "Joey, you my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh) Ayy, feel like Sha'Carri, I'm running (Yeah) All these racks that I'm thumbing We popping out at the function (Yeah) That lil' nigga ain't nothing (Oh my God) Lil' shawty pushing my buttons (Oh my God) We them niggas up to something (What, oh my) Choppa make beats like it's London (Woah) Racks, you don't got none of that I'm chasing the bag like a running back I don't do shit for the internet If you want smoke, we get into that Me and my spiders got choppas, we finish that I'm all in her body, I'm into that, uh She in love with Bacardi, she sippin' that, uh
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