Petco Lyrics

(Symo)

(Symo)

(Symo, Symo)

(Woah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

The money calling in so y'all get busy signal

I pull up in a lifted truck, this not no rental

I don't send my own shit out its too confidential

My money old as Biden, ho dats presidential

I got a friend with benefits, no vision dental

Yeah, that throat gon' stretch out, she built just likes limo

Just ate some Asian box, yeah, Imma call her bento

There's bitches all up in my crib, I call it Petco

Chop it down, flip it by the brick

Boatloads waiting on my dick

Cosigns from all of my hits

Cheap vans, don't dirty my ricks

I could really flex all day

Feel like I got tren in my veins

Bury me with watches and chains

Flex to death, aesthetic ass grave

Yellow bitch, no Simpsons, huh

Flying on like Jetsons, huh

Yeah I'm rich, young flexa, huh

Tell 'em all, I'm next up, yuh

I don't want, no extra, huh

I just want my credits, yuh

Feeling like I'm special, huh

But not like remedial

(Why would you even say that?)

I say what I damn please

Feelin like the bees knees

Huh, huh

Feelin' fly, Christopher Reeves

Keep my armies in my sleeves

In the lab like Dee Dee

Yeah, beat it right right back

Told that lil bitch that I'm the fight night champ

Treat this shit just like the gym, I'm programming for my raps

I even make sure that my fit is hard when I write tracks

The money calling in so y'all get busy signal

I pull up in a lifted truck, this not no rental

I don't send my own shit out its too confidential

My money old as Biden, ho dats presidential

I got a friend with benefits, no vision dental

Yeah, that throat gon' stretch out, she built just likes limo

Just ate some Asian box, yeah, Imma call her bento

There's bitches all up in my crib, I call it Petco