SeptembersRich - Wire lyrics

I got a brand new vibe in L.A.​
I got a brand new vibe, that's my bae
I got a brand new vibe in L.A.​
I got a brand new vibe, that's my bae

Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her face
Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her friends
Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her friends
Fucking that bitch
Then I do it again

Wire just hit my bank account
I'm finna go pull that shit out
You got her location, you finna figure out
AMG, we stomp that bitch out
In Chanel, we cash that bitch out
Twenty-thousand just left my account
Twenty thousand just left my account
(Twenty thousand just left my account)
I'm finna go back, and make that shit back
Your bitch bad, she shaking that ass
I said, "Fuck it, ha-ha, crash"
Two hunnid on the dash
In that Trackhawk Jeep
Whipping that bucket, boy
That bitch weak
Your bitch fucking me
'cause she say you sweet
(Look gay as hell)
Last nigga tried me
Ended up deceased
R.I.P. to his family
I hit L.V. every week
Side bitch calling
My phone every week
Making fake numbers up
Don't talk to me

Phew, phew
Phew, phew
Phew, phew
Phew, phew

I got a brand new vibe in L.A.​
I got a brand new vibe, that's my bae
I got a brand new vibe in L.A.​
I got a brand new vibe, that's my bae

Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her face
Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her friends
Fucking that bitch
Then I'm fucking her friends
Fucking that bitch
Then I do it again