Whitney lyrics

by

$NOT


[Intro. $NOT & TracysFuneral]
Up like
Oh my god
I can’t stand this sh*t
Ay
Ay put the volume up
Alright that’s good

[Verse 1. $NOT]
Yeah I know this is not what you wanted
Got me going round the world for the moment
f*ck the cops im searching for my opponents
Can’t f*ck with n*ggas cos these n*ggas move like rodents


[Verse 2. TracysFuneral]
One two three b*tches tryna f*ck with me ok
Four five six and she tryna suck my di*k
I got that beam if you want it
Want that smoke yeah I want it
Yeah pull up to your crib get the running you ain’t want it
Point it at a n*gga bet that n*gga really freeze up
Pull up dragon ball like I’m mother f*cking frieza
She looking at my diamonds and she cold like a freezer
She really tryna f*ck cos she know I pus*y pleasе her

[Verse 3. $NOT]
That b*tch up on my di*k she looking for some romancе
My hearts so big I think that sh*t might be the problem
Glocks with grips I shoot with no condom
Really the opps been know we lit thats why they talking
I got a white b*tch and she live in Wisconsin
I think she foreign she got a wip from Slovakia
I got a Beamer and that sh*t came from Slovakia
Can go to sleep up in my bed I got insomnia
I’m chilling with this b*tch her name is Zendaya
She put me on her show episode euphoria
My drip from the Philippines-

[Outro. $NOT]
I got a white b*tch and she live in Wisconsin
I think she foreign she got a wip for Slovakia
I got a Beamer and that sh*t came from Slovakia
Can go to sleep up in my bed I got insomnia
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