Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 18K, artist - lilbootycall. Album song Jesus Said Run It Back, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Glow-Up
Song language: English
18K |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |
| I can do the flip, spend a bag and get it back, back |
| Texas boy, I’m sippin', sippin', don’t got time for chattin' |
| Bitch I’m on the road, preparin' for the show |
| Throw on my Raf Simons, blue, red, white like G.I. |
| Joe |
| They all tell me how to feel, they all tell me how to write |
| If I said, «Fuck how they feel,» baby tell me, am I right? |
| I will never change for a pocket full of change |
| But I’ll tell you somethin', baby, since the money, I’ve been insane, Call |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |
| (Juicy J, yeah, shut the fuck up) |
| Up, up and away we go, we don’t fuck with plated gold |
| Boy these pointers hittin', nigga, my shit look like H2O (Yeah, ho) |
| I don’t fuck with all these niggas, all these bitches know what’s up |
| Tryna see how many fit inside the Lamborghini truck (Yeah, ho) |
| I pull up, we roll up, she can’t ride if she don’t suck |
| Threesome with some twins, that’s the only way I give two fucks |
| Pretty little bitch on more powder than a funnel cake |
| Two-seater and my top missin' like a runaway |
| Racks in my drawers, I got plaques on my walls |
| I say yes to ratchet pussy, but I never hit it raw |
| 18 karats like a salad, all my pockets stuffed with lettuce |
| White diamonds in my Patek, we gon' call it ranch dressing, yeah |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |
| Fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, I’ve been movin' weight |
| I ain’t talkin' cocaine, baby, feel up on my chain |
| 18 karat gold, royal flush flow |
| I can, I can do the flip, mathematics on my phone |