Skinny Rich Girl Swag

(альбом: LeeAnn's Son - 2014)

Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag

Drinking out the bottle like my stomach gone
Pussy rappers couldn't reach me with a hundred arms
Smoking on my blunts with all the windows up
Car full with some bitches who don't give a fuck
She got tattoos from the titties up
She got tatties on her titties hoe
She got tattoos from the titties up
She got tatties on her titties hoe
We ride together, we die together
We smoke together like a double barrel
Basic bitches looking like they wish that they could ball out

Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag

Bad girl with a dream that's dangerous
Ain't ever felt bad for a month
Few hoes that I know all tripping out
Like it's that time of the month
She don't flip birds cause her parrots talk
She don't deal shit but your money gone
She got a sweet tooth for you pussies
Put a gang of holes in your Aero bars
Baby, baby, baby, Imma get your phone number tattooed
Cause all them other bitches hovering like they in a public bathroom
We walk through hell together, they took the crosswalk
They not my dawgs cause our real dawgs do not talk
I got a heart but I never let her hold it
She all about the art on the walls in the hotel
I got a girl but I'll probably never tell her
She already know and I know that hoes tell
She bad, she bad, she bad and all them girls doubt her
And the smart bitches all tripping cause they jealous of her

Skinny rich girl swag (she got tattoos from her titties up)
Skinny rich girl swag (and she knows she's not the same hoe)
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag

All my dawgs are condos, y'all in the doghouse
Waving around some glowsticks with your homies playing dance house
These uggos tripping on my girl like a Lego
These sons are tryna bring her back to their dads house
Shitty rappers, wannabes, the best you'll be is nominees
I got a forest for my money trees and my girl just bought a hundred seeds
Performing, we out here
My garments; out next year
Pretty white boy swag
And I don't wait for shit to get here
Got a stack on me, let's turn
She a got an accent, from Europe
She elegant like souffle, and her booty pounds, UK
We ride together, we die together
We drowing in liquor
Basic bitches looking like they wish that they could replicate her

Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Tattoos from the titties up and she knows she's not the same hoe
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Tattoos from the titties up and she knows she's not the same hoe

Hey motherfucker we out here
Hey motherfucker we out here
Hey bad bitches, not fat bitches we all here and we 'bout ya
I call my haters pain, my girl is down to pull the trigger
I call it Tylenol, she the painkiller
Whoop, what the fuck are y'all gonna do?
I heard you got scratched, her finger is itching and it's pointed at you
Ooh, we ride together, we die together
Basic bitches looking like they wish that they could replicate her

Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
She got tatties from the titties up
Skinny rich girl swag
Skinny rich girl swag
She know she's not the same, yo
She got tattoos from the titties up
Alright, mm
She riding round the city with her bitches, they don't give a fuck

Skinny rich girl swag, hoe