Omito Beats - Snapchats From Your Main b**h lyrics

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Omito Beats - Snapchats From Your Main b**h lyrics

Fly sh** Turn it What do I say? Your girl wanna ride with us, even though we ain't rich Man if you don't talk money then you don't speak my language Got Snapchats from your main b**h, Snapchats from your main b**h I tap that my top back and I'm topped off when I lane switch (2x) Verse 1: Look so good I should probably pose, ridin' round town clownin' all my foes Here's how my story goes, used to take things way too serious I suppose But nowadays I just let it rock come ride with me it might up your stock No girl ever f**s with Chuck and then still acts like Jenny From The Block Nah, ya might get famous baby, like a girl that don't think about babies Rather get drunk as f**, blast ignorant rap and get buck in her Mercedes Topless selfies oh God help me look what I glorify Your man standin' outside the club he just lookin' at us he wanna know why Chorus: Your girl wanna ride with us, even though we ain't rich Man if you don't talk money then you don't speak my language Got Snapchats from your main b**h, Snapchats from your main b**h I tap that my top back and I'm topped off when I lane switch (2x) Verse 2: New top spot I'm holdin' it, new money I'm foldin' it Christmas stockings got coal in it, I'm so Dub-V come roll with it White and brown I'm pourin' it, my dudes got cans with Skoal in it Came in here with ones to throw to see you drop down that pole with it Helen Keller could see that I'm a star Girl your man might be cool ain't close to me though no cigar Tell me why keep hatin' when we keep winnin' I don't see no benefits Your b**h never leave the house without sendin' me mirror pics OMG I'm ill as sh** guys everyone expect to be k**in' sh** In here tell ‘em keep refillin' sh** until every gla** is spillin' sh** And I got us tell them boppers f** with me then f** my partners Benihanas, straighten her out like orthodontist man I promise Destined for greatness but I'm headed to Carolina I spend that new check on my girl I don't cop no designer Man you see that thing behind her, God sure put a lot of work in ya She was raised in Manhattan but she wanna come to West Virginia ‘Cause Chorus: Your girl wanna ride with us, even though we ain't rich Man if you don't talk money then you don't speak my language Got Snapchats from your main b**h, Snapchats from your main b**h I tap that my top back and I'm topped off when I lane switch (2x)