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Lyrics

Chorus: Yeat

Whole lil' world in the fukkit it's mine

Tonka doors up and it's sittin on shine

I got the racks and I don't even try

Booted up

Cameras don't blink when I slide

Tell that lil' thottie bring it back in the morning

Rollie on froze

I'm already gone

Whole lil' world in the fukkit it's mine

Verse 1: Yeat

Whip in the rain

Can't feel my face

Red on the dash and it's paintin the place

I'ma speed through the highway and I'm breakin the pace

Got the AMG bouncin

Yeah it shake in the frame

Ion trust nothin

Not the watts not the flame

Bands in the safe and they smell like cologne

Big body creep

Lil' demons on the phone

I ain't knockin

I'm in the spot and they know

GLE parkin' lot

Mud in the styro cup

Every time I count it

Then I roll 'em up

They can see the

Verse 2: Carti

(Ooh)

It get quiet when the night go deep

Cold on my wrist

I just fall asleep

(Slatt)

And I wake up when the chandelier weep

(Yeah)

Chrome on my neck

Bih I'm drippin in Rick

Punk on the stage

Got the crowd in a trance

I move like a ghost through the back of the club

They can't find me

But they hear me in the cut

(Whoa)

Vamp in the coupe

Tinted so dark that the moon can't get through

(What)

Boots on the floor

And they shine like the news

She like the way that I talk when I move

(Yuh)

Pop out and the whole city bend

Designer on me but it got no end

I'm in your city

In the back with the crew

Tell 'em bring the smoke

Yeah we bringin

Chorus: Yeat

Whole lil' world in the fukkit it's mine

Tonka doors up and it's sittin on shine

I got the racks and I don't even try

Booted up

Cameras don't blink when I slide

Tell that lil' thottie bring it back in the morning

Rollie on froze

I'm already gone

Whole lil' world in the fukkit it's mine

Whip in the rain

Can't feel my face

Red on the dash and it's paintin the place

I'ma speed through the highway and I'm breakin the pace

Got the AMG bouncin

Yeah it shake in the frame

Ion trust nothin

Not the watts not the flame

Bands in the safe and they smell like cologne

Big body creep

Lil' demons on the phone

I ain't knockin

I'm in the spot and they know

GLE parkin' lot

Mud in the styro cup

Every time I count it

Then I roll 'em up

They can see the change

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