cld b us ˂/33

[Chorus: hurtsucca]
All these fucking haters on me 'cause they know I'm tryna shine
B.B. Simon belt, making that ho fucking blind
[?], but money's on my mind
Got too many bitches, cannot fucking decide
All these racks up in my jeans, she want it all
I got racks up in my jeans, I spent it all
And my bitch said she wanna get rich
Bags full of jeans, yeah, ho, I got another fit

[Verse 1: hurtsucca]
Got these Trueys on my legs, got the camo
Sagging way too low 'cause I just spent another band, ho
She got me and oryx, tryna [?] put my hand on
Bitch, wanna come fuck with me? 'Cause my [?] sag low
Told that bitch I'm tryna get her, she don't know that it's too easy
'Cause of when I post something, broke up these crosses on my tee
Watch this belt fucking shine, baby, I know you in love
She know I'm a baller, she know what I have become
I heard that your bitch fucking with my bros
Spending all this money on my clothes
Flexing way too hard, yeah, she can never ignore this
Baby, you can't fuck with me 'cause I get high with oryx

[Verse 2: oryx]
I get high with snorlax, I fucked up and spent more racks
You know that's my brother for rest of my life, big facts
You told me that I order that, waiting for the money tax
Talking 'bout my homies and you hit me up, you getting taxed up, yeah
Slow down and shake your titties, come on, throw that ass
Make with me up in your city, then I'm going back
Sometimes it's like she gets tricky, she be going mad
I'ma make that ho feel sticky
She be fiending for the drink up in my cup
And she gargle with her mouth full of my cum
Told that bitch she could do anything she want
But I don't even care 'cause I'm with snorlax and I'm high

[Chorus: hurtsucca]
'Cause they know I'm tryna shine
B.B. Simon belt, making that ho fucking blind
[?], but money's on my mind
Got too many bitches, cannot fucking decide
All these racks up in my jeans, she want it all
I got racks up in my jeans, I spent it all
And my bitch said she wanna get rich
Bags full of jeans, yeah, ho, I got another fit