Iann Dior - More** lyrics

Lyrics from Snippets [Intro] Oh Lord, Jetson made another one! [Chorus] Met a girl from the tropics, she my bae bae bae bae We gon' pull up to the party yeah, rollin' my weed Feelin' good, I can't stop it, gotta get to this cake On my mind all the time, we cannot separate Hold up, woah, I got attached to the bag I can't let go I learned my lesson fu*kin' 'round with these hoes Ran that bag up and now I need some more, I need some more [Verse 1] b*tch I'm the sh*t ni**as can't fu*k with me I think that they mad 'cause they're b*tches fu*k with me Hit it from the back she can feel it in her kidney Treat her like a s*ut I don't care if she pretty [?] Woah, hold up, I said, "b*tch close the door" Turn the lights off and give me more When you see moving fast it was slow Money coming in and I'm always on the [?] All my diamonds water I've been drowning from my neck up Engine full of horses you can hear it when I back up I got model b*tches all up on me like [?] [Chorus] Met a girl from the tropics, she my bae bae bae bae We gon' pull up to the party yeah, rollin' my weed Feelin' good, I can't stop it, gotta get to this cake On my mind all the time, we cannot separate Hold up, woah, I got attached to the bag I can't let go I learned my lesson fu*kin' 'round with these hoes Ran that bag up and now I need some more, I need some more