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[Intro: vanidied]
Yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah (Tsurreal)
Woah, woah
Oh, woah, yeah

[Verse 1: vanidied]
Yeah, I'm pourin' up lean in my double cup
She popped the Perc', she feel like throwin' up
All of the hatin', you know I don't give a f*ck
Do I want a Lamb' or a Bentley truck?
Shooters around me, you know that they keep it tucked
She all up on me 'cause I got the bucks
Run up on me and I promise you'll have no luck

[Chorus: Helani]
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' b*tch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n*gga got tag on his toe
Woah, shе like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' b*tch likе, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n*gga got tag on his toe
[Verse 2: Helani]
Wait, b*tch, wait, hold up, listen
I know I been tweakin', I been itchin' off prescriptions
She said, "Junkie, can I taste some of that lean you been sippin'?"
Now that b*tch got lean on her lipstick, yeah
I'm gon' hit it once and she gon' miss me
I'm gon' aim this 40, he gone die if he keep dissin'
All I make is hits, but all you n*ggas keep on missin'
When they see my name they get excited, they gon' listen
Wait, wait, one day I'll buy me a wraith
Run up on me, you get hit with this drizzy, you probably thought i was drake
Ayy, ayy, gettin' money everyday
I f*ck that b*tch and she suck on my di*k and I nutted all over her face

[Chorus: Helani]
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' b*tch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n*gga got tag on his toe
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' b*tch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n*gga got tag on his toe
[Verse 3: vanidied]
She wanna f*ck, I'ma pull out her tracks
She textin' my line, but I won't hit her back
I walk in the bank and I pull out a rack
I got a Glock on me, you know it attack
I got n*ggas 'round me that play 'round with MACs
I hopped out the van and I'm wearing' all black
Play around with my name and your ass will get whacked
Before your ass know it you all in a pack
Shawty on me, she a ho
I'm gonna count up my dough
She tried to dub me, I'm like, "Woah"
This money all over the floor

[Outro: vanidied]
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh