Oohdem Beatz
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch: No, this a Wraith
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Told her cool, now give me face
She a eater, say no grace (aye)
Ayy, Kid Buu the reason
Favorite rappers get replaced
Uzi like pimple, it pop in your face
You will get sprayed in your face just like mace
Kid Buu a demon
He not from the human race
All my cars come in a sport, I like racing
All of my diamonds are white like a race
I got the bands in the trunk like I'm Brinks
All this Gelato I'm smoking, it stink
I got that Raf Simons drip on my mink
Cartier diamonds, they drip like a sink
That be the reason your bitch wanna link
Shots to the head, make a fuck nigga think (bow!)
Hit you with Uzi
'Cause my chopper on vacay
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch: No, this a Wraith
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Told her cool, now give me face
She a eater, say no grace
She thought my coupe was a Ghost
Told that bitch: No, this a Wraith
Stars on my roof, look like space
Diamonds on my Rollie face
Shine like the roof on my Wraith
She like the tats on my face
Told her cool, now give me face
She a eater, say no grace (aye)
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