Vienna

[Chorus]
Huh (Phew), can't— (Can't stop)
I might kick your door
Shawty so bad, like to play with my 'fro
Spreading my dough like some pizza roll
Sick head, like to play with her nose
All in Vienna while raisin' up fours
I'm from Atlanta, I know I'm a GOAT
My bitch got manners, she eat with a fork

[Verse 1]
Say, "Slatt" (Hey), it's super guwop
Fucking that ho, I might rub on her booty (Okay)
Swinging my bat like I'm muh'fuckin' Rudy (Hey, hey, hey)
Addicted to buying my shawty them rubies (Boo, boo, boo)
Ain't counting shit for no muh'fucking groupie
My bitch so bad like her ass in a two piece
If a fuck nigga play, leave a bitch nigga toothless
Busting my fire, man, I feel like Lil Uzi
Run it up from the muh'fucking bottom
Shawty so thick her body designed like a bottle
Popping shit, bitch, I'm going full throttle
Rock a show like a muh'fucking model
Good frame, shawty built like a bottle (Poo, poo, poo, poo, poo)
Man, that cash in my pocket, I walk with a waddle
Upping my shit, bitch, I'm throwin' up dollars
'Cause, bitch, I'm a leader, I don't gotta follow (What you say?)
Say, "Slatt", it's super guwop
Fucking that ho, I might rub on her booty (Okay)
Pushing the Benz on the ride, it's my shooter
Callin' lil' Rock, man, that nigga gon' do you
Flexing niggas, man, I'm going straight through you
Sissy niggas, I can't hang with no losers
Rich fabrics, my coat came from a Ruger
I'm a thief in the night like my name Freddy Krueger (Phew)

[Chorus]
Huh, can't— (Can't stop)
I might kick your door
Shawty so bad, like to play with my 'fro
Spreading my dough like some pizza roll
Sick head, like to play with her nose
All in Vienna while raisin' up fours
I'm from Atlanta, I know I'm a GOAT
My bitch got manners, she eat with a fork (Fah, fah, fah)

[Verse 2]
Pz' busting your headphones (Headphones)
Rich [?], but I grew up in bandos
Saucing niggas like Julius Randle (Randle)
Hermès bag got a muh'fuckin' handle (Handle)
Leave me out of them pussy-ass convos (Convos)
Leave me out of them pussy-ass scandals
Like my vibe with some expensive sandals
Take my picture, Baguette on my ankles (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Huh, can't— (Can't stop)
I might kick your door
I was just down on my dick, now I'm up in these roads (Woah, woah)
Parisian lil' vibe, 'bout to paint my whole name on her toes
Poppin' my shit 'cause I know that my mama at home (Mama at home)
And she (What?) seeing this shit on her phone (She is)
Driving her crazy 'cause I ain't that baby no more (No more)
I ain't that baby no more (No more)
I'm stacking that gravy for sure
I got contagious flows, I like spontaneous hoes
Rockin' all black with this raver ho
I like Arabian hoes, vernacular craving hoes
Atlanta done made this ho, Atlanta done changed his ho, woah (Pow, pow)

[Outro]
Aight, bet
You want that flight?
To Paris?
Yeah, on Sunday
Aight, bet, yeah, grab it
Uh, aight
[?]
Alright
Appreciate you, man, nah, this shit is crazy, gang, I ain't gon' lie
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