Dont Let Looks Fool

Yeah, yeah, how you living?

We got hella— (Rok on the track, yeah)

Benz truck (Woo), this bitch hit two hundred (Uh)

Spent like one-fifty, yeah, that's a lil' bit money (Beep)

And this bitch can't get with me 'cause I'm actin' funny (Haha)

Baby stick and this bitch gon' come fuck up your tummy

Big smoke in the air, okay, say less

Bitch, I got hella bands, I can never pay less

Foreign exquisite model ho and she finna get naked (Naked)

We got hella racks, hella hoes, that's why they hate us

Yeah, yеah, yeah (Yeah)

Whole function fuckеd up (Fucked up)

Boy, you got me fucked up (Yeah)

In the stu', I fuck it up (Yeah, yeah)

Stupid bitch want a sip from my cup and I'm like, "Nah"

Spent some bands on some clothes, you ain't spend shit, knock it off

Hella dead niggas (Hella dead niggas)

Hella dead— Hold up (What?)

I got hella dead figures in my pockets, bitch, they blued up (Yeah)

I just meet this bitch, but somehow she already knew us (Yeah)

Slime geeked as shit, my demon just popped a school bus (Yeah)

You wasn't on shit when I came and fuckin' pulled up (Pulled up)

X and Perc 10s, now I'm finna act a fool, yeah

We got hella Glocks in the show, don't let looks fool you