Great Gatsby Lyrics

Yo Philly hold on wait a minute

Yeah Yeah Neeko you made that ma fuckin beat

Bad lil Bitch she nasty I feel like Great Gatsby

Oh my god is that Jonah

Aye aye

Bad lil Bitch she nasty I feel like Great Gatsby

All black fit we classy Cartier my glasses

Block these hoes like madden, They keep asking questions, Why

Cuz I keep making shit happen

And she, And she, and she said she love my fashion

Pull up big body Benz, Not in to following trends

Get what you pay the rent, I used to pray for this shit

Now I can't stay with a bitch, Put a plain Jane on the wrist

Make take a plane on a trip, Casino with chips, then I do it again

She might been fuckin, I'm new to her friends

Do you get money, That really depends

Car with umbrellas, I feel like I'm poppins

She wanna chill got money go shopping

Sippin on jack bitch I got options, I might break your heart I'm toxic

Don't take it personal, I'm in the cut it ain't surgical

I got like twenty on me, And I'm going right through the terminal

She say I'm versatile, And we pulling up in convertibles

I gotta blunt on me, But you already know that it's personal

Pull up with a driver, She asking too many questions

Bitch It's the Raine Campaign, I ain't even run for election

Bad lil Bitch she nasty I feel like Great Gatsby

All black fit we classy Cartier my glasses

Block these hoes like madden, They keep asking questions, Why

Cuz I keep making shit happen

And she, And she, and she said she love my fashion