LEARN LYRICS

B*tches
That the move, old man, already got crowned
The starlets come in by plane
You know what's up, I am how I am, my lad
B*tches
And for dinner a wagyu steak, for Melón
On my wrist, a million shines pretty
I'm action Ken, real warlike
Babe, I'm lost for you
With no fear of danger and way too waved
Long guns to stay cautious, Dior in cash
But only one night
B*tches
With angel faces they're my downfall
They know
How it is that you tame a badass
Ya-yay, buddy Chino
Buddy Jorsshh
And up with the 664, old man
Eah
Hey-hey-hey
Bundles flying from the sky are seen
Cherry kisses, a gallon of sativa
The ones who didn't even want to talk to me before now chase me
At about 180, I feel adrenaline
The Lady Gaga bottle shines in pink
The pretty shorty with my Prada shades
She already knows that with me there's never failure
Babe, I'm lost for you
With no fear of danger and way too waved
Long guns to stay cautious
Dior in cash, but just one night
B*tches
With angel faces they're my downfall
They know
How it is that you tame a badass
Buddy Chino
That the bundles keep coming, buddy Armenta
The 664, 413
And that's how your buddy Armenta sounds, so that you know
Buddy Rabba, buddy Charly