Luvariez - wyd? idc

Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
When I say I-D-C I ain't tryin' to be mean though
Fuck you, I don't care, I'ma still smoke my green, hoe
Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
I'm just tryna roll up this blunt so I can medicate
I don't like opinions so please keep that shit away from me
Hop up in this Honda, it's a V6, it go skrt-skrt
This bitch is my wife but I'm still gonna flirt flirt
Love that girl so much, I don't ever wanna hurt her
I smoke hella gas but, lil' bitch, I am not Smokepurpp
I sip ginseng green tea, I laugh when my bitch act mean
I know she ain't gonna leave me
Can't no one compare to me, bitch okay
They say "Luvariez ain't gon' be shit" (Bitch okay)
Fuck rich people 'till I get rich (Bitch okay)
These people tell me I got drug habits (Bitch okay)
But I still got me a bad bitch (Bitch okay)
Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
When I say I-D-C I ain't tryin' to be mean though
Fuck you, I don't care, I'ma still smoke my green, hoe
Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
I'm just tryna roll up this blunt so I can medicate
I don't like opinions so please keep that shit away from me
My bitch hella bad but I'ma turn her 'to a MILF
Suckin' on your titties, baby, gimme all your milk
Pussy just like heaven, I'ma tell you how it felt
I just want this one bitch, I don't want nobody else, okay
I want you forever baby, can you be my Kim K?
That motherfucker a genius but we ain't gon' be like Kim and Ye
My bitch do not live with me so I can't fuck her everyday
Worry 'bout tomorrow baby, we ain't gotta worry 'bout yesterday
I'ma make a million off this music shit
I'ma make a billion off this music shit
Make a hundred billion off this music shit
'Till the day I die, I'ma do this shit
Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
When I say I-D-C I ain't tryin' to be mean though
Fuck you, I don't care, I'ma still smoke my green, hoe
Gettin' to this bag and I ain't even 17
Hit you with W-Y-D but I-D-C 'bout where you be
I'm just tryna roll up this blunt so I can medicate
I don't like opinions so please keep that shit away from me

Written by:
Brion Sanchez

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