| Lyrics | [Verse 1: Cross]
Like online shopping, I don't show any gestures
Mcknife made this beat it's so obsessed son
I can come through and show you how a fake is like
I got bitches, man, and I don't mean no dants son
All these saints soon transform into beast son
Before they do make it wet like the rain son
Gahdamn! All these suckers would a like titty slime
Tell your bitch to take it easy she at the tiles now
[Hook: Cross]
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
[Chorus: Cross]
All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I
All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I
[Verse 2: Cross]
Me and my team got Goyard full of Balmain's
Ripped jeans, a couple of dubs and dirty sprite shakes
Call some bitches and their friends tell 'em HANDE!!
We don't want any straight bitches like a drag race
6 figures on my mind I'll be chasing dreams
When there is nothing on my mind I don't want these chicks
Mo Money Mo Problems, that's how we live
Nobody taught me that I see you throwing shade
[Hook: Cross]
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
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All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I
All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I
[Verse 3: Cross]
My style from the west like a pair of Yeezys
Trust me when I tell you, you can't trust these bitches
Don't come looking for love just get to business
Money beat the love, yeah, I have been a witness
When it comes to locking it down I be like Jon Buscemi
Even chicks know about that because it's pandemic
My chats be so crowded like a Town Centre
I will be so fucking high and I say whatever
[Hook: Cross]
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
9.8-sec slime this the fast lane
All this weed in my yard like it's concrete
All this juice like we're about to hit a road trip
La Vida Loca we in the street, we still bossing
[Chorus: Cross]
All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I
All in favour of fucking bitches say I (say i)
All in favour of getting high say I (say i)
All in favour of turning up! say I (say i)
Say I( say I), say I |
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