Northern.* - goyardbitch

Goyard, with my bitch and she bad
No card, I only deal with cash
I been in that Beamer, hoping I don't crash
That hoe think I need her, I've been in my bag
Baby I don't need ya, I only care bout racks
Hopping off that flight, and I'm feeling jet lagged
That boy trying to copy me, and it's sad
Glock snatch his soul, and he can not get it back
Just gave ten racks to my bro
He can buy what he want
I'm outside I go where I want
Got this rick I'm a flaunt
Pour some Tris, give my cup a kiss
My shooter don't miss
He got sticks
He ain't scared of shit
With your shorty in the back, and she sucking dick
Pass my cup to my bro, and he took a sip
Goyard, with my bitch and she bad
No card, I only deal with cash
I been in that Beamer, hoping I don't crash
That hoe think I need her, I've been in my bag
Baby I don't need ya, I only care bout racks
Hoppin off that flight, and I'm feeling jet lagged
That boy trying to copy me, and it's sad
Glock snatch his soul, and he can not get it back

Written by:
Nathan Craft

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