Wifey ft. 30C Lyrics

P.S.A. We do love bitches

And the wrist got icy

And the wrist got icy

It's shit pricey

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

I made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I heard some pussies talking but they still won't fight me

You can slide 20 deep and I'll just bring the lightning

My homie took the strap, he say that shit look too enticing

Let's go, boy we coming for the top spot

I said woah, bitch don't touch the kid he too hot

Had to level up a couple times and chase the bands down

Ones who talking shit looking like some fans now

I'm about to pop out in a rarri and Decepticon that bitch

You see the Cuban hitting dollars higher than your whip

You in the club packed, we got leg room in the VIP

Been on mobbing with a bitch that be looking like a lick

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

I might be, baby I might be

But you're not my wifey, I'm just trying to pipe see

Not very nicely

Obsessed with my craft and everything that I might be

Oh that's why she likes me, I'm only for when night be

Spin off on a bitch and then I leave her in the past

Vision so hazy so I know I'm finna crash

But I'm still coming over and I'm still gonna smash

Everybody tripping, I'm still blowing on that gas

Dick so deep so I know she ain't gon' last

She can feel it in her stomach while I'm slapping on her ass

Gave her some respect and told her I'm not coming back

Cause this ain't real love and you're in my wifey's pad

Bitches dumb as hell don't get caught up

Focus on yourself and then run that fucking bag up

Everything's irrelevant, money talks intelligence

True love's just a story and you know that I am selling it

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

Turning on my dreams in divisions, you know how that shit go

I need them granite countertops and them snow white marble floors

I need this life that I traverse to have a whole lot of doors

I need some peace and quiet when I'm sipping on my foam

Ten thousand cash with my feet up on a first class flight

Still ain't slept from the skiing that we did last night

I need some swishers and a styrofoam cup full of ice

It's nice to finally see some light after all them dark nights

All them dark nights made us savages

All the shit we done is astonishing

Shawty like the intrigue and the mystery surrounding me

Shawty like the way I move, baby like the way I speak

Baby like the way I speak

Come up and astounding but we still ain't close to hitting peace

I've been chasing after cash and they been chasing after me

Heater on my hip bro I been hunting down my dreams

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

The weather turned cold and the wrist turned icy

I got a new lifestyle and this shit pricey

Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy

I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey

Oh boy, she wish I call her wifey

But I been way too busy catching all these flights, see

I'm the kid, I'm the next up in the city

And there ain't a person in this bitch who really fucking with me