Rugrats Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Won't you come with me
We could change the weather
You used to be stuck but we'd be stuck together
No I'm not anemic, I'm cold cause of my bezel
I've been at the top need a bitch on my level
Just like me they hard to find
I've been stacking money only thing that gets you out my mind
You've been looking for a reason to lie and hit my line and act like you mine
And still
Still we link up every time
Hella diamonds in my ear they don't weigh me down still
What the fuck makes you think you could weigh me down nah for real
Yeah I love being solo counting up dollar bills
Smoking the biscotti wearing Prada you don't know how I feel
In the demon drinking dusse I might scrape me the wheel
Roll me a sheet now everything just feels so irrelevant
This bitch drinking out the bottle and she still looking elegant
Hop up in a lamb bitch I'm running up the mileage
Blue bills you know I'm piling
Need to make a pitstop go ahead tell the pilot
Always moving in silence
She wanna strip I don't mind it
All this fucking lean bitch I don't need the Heimlich
If I see the feds I'm doing the dash
Don't mind me in the cut, count up the cash
I've been in my bag I've been working
Shawdy hit my line and she asking for a birkin
Hit that bitch right off a pill
I can still go catch a kill
Twin glocks call them Phil and Lil
Too high sky is falling bitch I feel like chicken little
Shawdy wanna get her fucking tummy tucked
I feel like Stu, bitch I keep my fucking Tommy tucked
I feel like Chucky bitch I need my fucking Tiffany
These diamonds Tiffany
This money stick to me
That bitch a eater and you know that she eating me
And I'm a mutt, I'm a dog, bitch Imma get it
Money on your head bitch imma go and split it
And then I'm gonna spend it