BoofPaxkMooky, 1600J - Iffy lyrics
[BoofPaxkMooky, 1600J - Iffy lyrics]
Yung Brando, Bitch i swear, ooh
Finna cop a Bentley, finna get these bitches
Watch how I spend it, finna get bitches
Told her to bend it
Finna put my dick in her mouth like a dentist
Finna be old, finna go kick it
Saint Laurent jacket, that shit on wicked
We got the percs, a nigga you can't hit it
And I got a hundred hoes like Dalmatians
And I'm off this perc, make the earth shake
And she want this money
Baby come and take it
He wanna be 'round me, cause he with it
I rock Balenciaga with a spliff
You can't catch me lacking, that shit tricky
I can't put my trust in, cause you iffy
(Iffy) iffy, Iffy, Iffy
Hе do not follow no rules
I took that lil' boy to school (Let's go)
He's not a winnеr he lose
Don't fuck with me, boy I got tools
And I want your bitch, send me nudes
And her pussy wet like a pool
I put that boy on the news
I put that boy on a show
Ayy, I spend a hundred bands at a show
You act like we friends, no
What I do about Frenchie
Don't want no Balenci, on my toes
These niggas so iffy
With my trust they be tricky
You can get touched with the blicky
Go, yeah, yeah
Finna cop a Bentley, finna get these bitches
Watch how I spend it, finna get bitches
Told her to bend it
Finna put my dick in her mouth like a dentist
Finna be old, finna go kick it
Saint Laurent jacket, that shit on wicked
We got the percs, a nigga you can't hit it
And I got a hundred hoes like Dalmatians
I'm off this perc, make the earth shake
She want this money, baby come and take it
He wanna be 'round me, cause he with it
I rock Balenciaga with a spliff
You can't catch me lacking, that shit tricky
I can't put my trust in, cause you iffy
(Iffy) iffy (Go, mood) Iffy, Iffy (mood)
She only want me when I'm in the mood, mood
I put VV's all over the jewels
I hit this blunt, I ain't hitting no Juul
Blowing my phone, had to put her on mute
Wanna be gang, no you not cool
Don't want no feelings
They said that I'm rude racks, in the back
Try it around me and your ass gettin' tagged
You know I ride, with the MAC
Cause I walk with a whole lotta cash
BB Simons on my ass
Try to up on me, we get 'em back
Back then I ain't show up to class
I was busy running up the racks
Mood, you, that's why, mhm
Finna cop a Bentley, finna get these bitches
Watch how I spend it, finna get bitches
Told her to bend it
Finna put my dick in her mouth like a dentist
Finna be old, finna go kick it
Saint Laurent jacket, that shit on wicked
We got the percs, a nigga you can't hit it
And I got a hundred hoes like Dalmatians
I'm off this perc, make the earth shake
She want this money, baby come and take it
He wanna be 'round me, cause he with it
I rock Balenciaga with a spliff
You can't catch me lacking, that shit tricky
I can't put my trust in, cause you iffy
(Iffy) iffy, Iffy, Iffy (Iffy)