Lyrics 200 Thou - Smokepurpp

200 Thou

Yeah
Walking through the mall
Muggin in the mall
Ho, bitch
I got 200 on me
Walk through the mall and this shit start looking like a beach
She say she celibate
Came to my room and I ended up turning that hoe into a freak
I put my wrist in the ocean, the water
I pulled it out, looked and I saw a Phillipe
You be the dog
You niggas little on my body I walked in the spot like a beast
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I need some Wok
Walk in the spot
Can’t stay too long or I make this shit hot
They knowing me everywhere that I go
I fucked a bitch then I paid for her toes
I got Dior from my head to my toe
Margiela Margiela I put her in the coupe
Drank 42 now she asking for coke
I’m going psycho
I’m going psycho
I be on shrooms but I still gon recycle
Walk like a goat got me feeling like Rylo
Walk in the bank money look like a typo
I told her «nah baby them commas is real»
Flirt with a teller in here off a pill
I kick my feet up and then crack a seal
I’m really rich living like this for real
Say the wrong thing and I swear you get popped
In TSA with a xan in my sock
Look like a rainbow got all colored thots
Nigga can’t stand me cause I flex and pop
Pink diamonds on me they hit like a rock
Bitch I’m a monster I cannot be stopped
Never got shot so his cherry got popped
I’m living different dracos on the yacht
I got 200 on me
Walk through the mall and this shit start looking like a beach
She say she celibate
Came to my room and I ended up turning that hoe into a freak
I put my wrist in the ocean, the water
I pulled it out, looked and I saw a Phillipe
You be the dog
You niggas little on my body I walked in the spot like a beast
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
I got 200 on me
Ridin in the Cullinan gas tank still on E
Bitch I’m a dog off the leash
I’m in the hotel, brought three hoes and you know they all freaks
And I got Marni on me
I’ma walk down, shoot it up, I’m not guilty my plea
Yeah
Walk in a suit
Prada my boots
Fucking that bitch and I kick her out too
I break her back then I pass her a blue
41 mm my AP
All of these bitches they wanna fuck me
35,000 baguettes in my teeth
She fuck with me cause she say you a creep