PettyWap Remix (Freestyle)

Verse 1:

Bag Flippin', YSL, coppin' Raf Simmons
They takin' shots, all shots missin', uh
Got myself 3 phones and they all ringin'
Crossed as a Christian, yeah you know how I'm swingin', uh

Pockets gettin' bigger, I had to move quicker
Open up the legs, drip drip, had to lick my fingers
Aiming for the chips, had a quick trigger
Yeah I'm downing kegs, but I keep it real with my

Money is everything man they don't understand
Bands is the plan, hand hidden from the damned
Might as well drop a few 10's on these 'Bans
Then write commands with my feet in the sand

Double cup, no froze
It's a dark life, no rose
Spitting the real while keeping a flow
Spendin' these bills, they hittin' the floor
All these lil's, I'm doing the most
Red solo cups, smokin' the coast
Lacoste how I pose
Too many hits, now watch me doze
You know how it goes

Bands
Bands bands in my pocket
Dance
Dance dance for my wallet
My neck really steady drippin' like a faucet
You know I go at it all night I'm exhausted