Lil Droplet - Wonderland

Doing it by my lonely
I been vibin' by myself
I just hopped up in my bag
BB Simons on my belt
All these diamonds round my neck they on freeze they won't melt
Now they wanna fuck with me But I do not need yo help
All that shit you was talking on me
I can tell that you niggas sum real rats
Fuck a foreign I hop in a hellcat
Smoke exotic I know you can smell that
How the fuck you gon call me yo bro?
But you hatin' on me bet you felt that
I was fucking yo bitch kinda felt bad
Got yo bitch sucking dick for Chanel bags
Got yo bitch falling in love with my fashion
When I hit from the back I be smashing
I be fucking yo bitch in the studio
Making music cause it is my passion
When I'm high I can fly like Aladdin
On my momma you won't catch me lacking
I be living my life like a movie
Lights camera action minus all the actin
Facing this backwood so I cannot pass it
Smoking on runtz every day I be gassing
Off of the shrooms I be geeking and laughing
Call me lil Droplet I leave yo bitch splashing
After that disappear just like it's Magic
Got yo bitch fucking wit me you a tragic
Yo lil bitch got a fat ass so I smacked it
Pop a lil Percy then I'm like what happen
When I'm cooling with yo bitch look at the way that the stars are aligning
Vvs on my watch so I call it perfect timing
Got yo lil bitch in love with the way that I'm rhyming
Y'all lil niggas be some hoes y'all be plotting and spying
I'm doing what I want that's the reason they hate me
I might just take yo girl cause that bitch wanna date me
All this ice round my neck them baguettes they be skating
Yo bitch in my dms she like "Michael can you save me?"
Doing it by my lonely
I been vibin' by myself
I just hopped up in my bag
BB Simons on my belt
All these diamonds round my neck they on freeze they won't melt
Now they wanna fuck with me But I do not need yo help
All that shit you was talking on me
I can tell that you niggas sum real rats
Fuck a foreign I hop in a hellcat
Smoke exotic I know you can smell that
How the fuck you gon call me yo bro?
But you hatin' on me bet you felt that
I was fucking yo bitch kinda felt bad
Got yo bitch sucking dick for Chanel bags

Written by:
Michael Mendoza

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