PmBata - huh! lyrics

Parker Makani Bata

[PmBata - huh! lyrics]

Yuh, ayy new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this? New bank, blue strips
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (Huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
(For real)

If I had a dollar for every
Time a motherfucker was doubting me
I'd probably be Billy Gates (Prolly)
I got all these pictures of
Men inside of my wallet
Way I'm talking know I'm
Probably sounding pretty gay (I wish)
Pretty bitches all up in
My dm's saying, "Pm
Pretty please pull up on me
'cause I'm in your state" (Ooh, yuh)
I just hit 'em with a
"k" then put a hunnid on the dash as I'm
Whippin' down the interstate
Oops, I just popped up
Oops, then I dropped something
Oops, now I eat good oops, it's a potluck
Oops, all this Prada oops, is a problem
Oops, 'cause I can't even remember
Why I bought 'em
Ben Ten wrist, Diamond Head in the watch, ho
Midwest bitch gave me head in the Bravo!
More I'm gettin' money
More I wonder where the time go
So I spend the bag
'til that motherfucker hollow (Okay)

New crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (Huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (Huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled

Bag keep getting full, cash ain't minimal
I keep spendin' more
But I keep gettin' more
This shit gettin' old
I ain't even want it now
I just bought a fucking Chuck E
Cheese and put a hunnid down (Wow)
Damn, uh, 'cause I still got tokens from
When I was ten
I used to run up them muhfuckin' gophers
Now I just run up these muhfuckin' M's
(Hey) get the fuck off of me
There ain't no stopping me
Why my discography look like the dollar tree?
In love with paper, this shit monogamy
I got a C+ in Macroeconomy, ayy
45 racks on the muhfuckin' Benz, whore
But I got scammed
I ain't ever bought a Benz before
First whip, E-Class, skipped class, got rich
Not in that order but I fucking hate college
(Fuck, okay)

New crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (Huh)
Huh I just broke the bank
Black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fit's (Huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (Huh)
Huh I just broke the bank
Black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the MAC gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled

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