BEZOS Lyrics

All of my green they come in racks, and I got me a lil gat

You would've thought it was the 70's, way that my niggas serve crack

I bought that bitch a lil bag, then I fuck her now she calling me dad

I put a stick in a go-yard, went to the store cause I want a new bag

Flew out the H and I'm stunning, I'm feeling real sick all caused by the jet lag

Pretty lil bitch from Conroe, bought her a Birkin and shit cause she bad

Feel like I'm Cheerio got too much 0's, go to the club and I throw

Fuck what they sayin I want that dough, rich nigga feel like Bezo, yeah

I'm in that jeep truck

Can't even cap im geeked up, yeah

Keep that heat up

Brazy lil bitch she'll eat ya, yeah

I'm on a island with groupies

And I got my feet up, yeah

That bitch she love me I feel like I'm Cupid

Now she a eater, yeah

What?

Yeah, yeah

What? , yeah yeah

Take my time when I fuck this bitch

She ain't going nowhere, yeah

All of my niggas they ready to shoot, run up on us and you doomed

That bitch she wanted me, and I'm like who?, better go fuck on the crew

Swerving a vette and I'm pushing that bitch, 200 miles to the moon

Switch to the Benz and it's going too fast, I'm in a all red coupe

We outside, it's late

I fuck that bitch in her face

Took that bitch out on a date

Now she wanna stay

That nigga wanna be up with us, I tell that lil nigga no way

Pretty lil bitch from Jamaica yeah, I'm fucking her got on ray gay

All of my green they come in racks, and I got me a lil gat

You would've thought it was the 70's, way that my niggas serve crack

I bought that bitch a lil bag, then I fuck her now she calling me dad

I put a stick in a go yard, go to the store cause I want a new bag

Flew out the H and I'm stunning, I'm feeling real sick all caused by the jet lag

Pretty lil bitch from Conroe, bought her a Birkin and shit cause she bad

Feel like I'm Cheerio got too much 0's, go to the club and I throw

Fuck what they sayin I want that dough, rich nigga feel like Bezo, yeah