thetic - DESPACITO! (feat. vÉ)

Aye
Shawty throwing it back
Got a bitch by my side, and she carrying my strap, like
Lemme count up my racks
10k on my neck, and I still got hella bands, like
Woah
I be smokin that loud
living fucking lavish, like mama are you proud, like
Woah
Bitch look at me now
Bitches fall in love, when I look into the crowd, like
Uh
Shawty throwing it back
Got a bitch by my side, and she carrying my strap, like
Lemme count up my racks
10k on my neck, and I still got hella bands, like
Woah
I be smokin that loud
living fucking lavish, like mama are you proud, like
Woah
Bitch look at me now
Bitches fall in love, when I look into the crowd, like
Shawty carrying my strap
If you got a fuckin problem, you know where the fuck I'm at, like
I be swimming in stacks
Motherfuckers hella mad, because I got what they lack, like
Aye
Don't make a fucking sound
Ima shoot you in the back with nobody else around, like
Hoes call me profound
But I get better shit to do I'm flying in the clouds
Yo
I'll find it in the clouds
Get so high on flower, I ain't never touch the ground, uh
Shawty spin around let me see what its about, uh
In between the lines like I'm filling in the grout, uh
Put my dick in her mouth, and my nut down the south
And I come to her house, I ain't fucking around
bitch I'm tryna have kids, buy a house start a family
Ima still stay strapped cuz that shit is handy, woah
What the fuck happening?
Acid in my brain, kill these demons I'm battling
Straggling, haggling, taking a battering
When your bitch rides me in cowgirl she's saddling
(Chill dawg..)
(Nonononononononono)
Aye
Shawty throwing it back
Got a bitch by my side, and she carrying my strap, like
Lemme count up my racks
10k on my neck, and I still got hella bands, like
Woah
I be smokin that loud
living fucking lavish, like mama are you proud, like
Woah
Bitch look at me now
Bitches fall in love, when I look into the crowd, like
Uh
Shawty throwing it back
Got a bitch by my side, and she carrying my strap, like
Lemme count up my racks
10k on my neck, and I still got hella bands, like
Woah
I be smokin that loud
living fucking lavish, like mama are you proud, like
Woah
Bitch look at me now
Bitches fall in love, when I look into the crowd, like

Written by:
Kallum Logan, Markus Nielsen

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