Sgpwes - Korea lyrics

[Intro] ZaySkillz Slatt Heheh, haha [Verse 1] They doin' sh*t that I did (Huh) He think he better, he mid (Okay, he mid) I get the bands I admit (Ha) Take that boy off of the grid Yeah, I got that [?] on my wrist (Okay!) Canary diamonds look like piss I walk in the house with a heater (Ha) My pockets look fat like Madea (Yeah) Look at that ho, she a treesh You broke I don't wanna be you (Huh) You broke she don't wanna see you (No) Everything big, IKEA She got a brain, great idea My b*tch, she bad, she from Korea (Slatt, slatt) [Verse 2] I'm finna spaz on the b*tch (Spaz) I'm getting mad at you, b*tch Why the fu*k you keep taking these pics? (Hey!) Tryna get me caught up and sh*t Huh, I'm in the back of a Tesla Uh, we put that boy in a stretcher She think that she a finesser (Blih!) She [?] quick than a b*tch b*tch I'm in first, ain't no rest (Ha) We knock him down and see red Her pussy put me to bed Talking that sh*t now he dead (Woah) I get the Xan and I'm cray I'ma take off in a jet (All y'all rappers still su*k) [Verse 3] b*tch, I was sleeping in class I wanted that bag very bad I got up and got off my ass (Woah) I left that b*tch now she sad (Yah) I left that b*tch now I'm glad (Yah) I fu*ked her friend, now she mad (Woah) I took that ho for the cat I took that ho 'cause she [?] me a lot I was like thirteen still whippin' the pot He think he spiritual, boy you a bot She think we together, b*tch we are not Look at this forehead, that be a red dot I'm fu*kin' that b*tch and I hit her g-spot She say I'm pretty, I get that a lot (Ha) Look at my pockets, it look like a knot Look at my pockets, I'm richer than you Pull up to my spot, what you tryna do? Walk in this b*tch, the flyest in the room If a ni**a talk crazy get hit wit' the broom I hop in that jet, you could hear it go "Vroom" That boy got a stick but don't know what to do I'm jugging that boy all his funds and his loot We slide on that block, man that boy a recruit I walk in her crib and she eat me like fruit (Blih!) I get the sauce, I get the juice My b*tch a star, no Mandy Muse Your boulevard, what you gon' do? Knock off his top, he missing screws I'm fu*kin' this thot, it ain't nothin' new [Outro] Oh my god, Wesley!