BING BONG (remix) (feat. Sexyy Red)
(3dawg made this one)
Only thing I love is money, commas make me horny (money fetish)
Ghost my last nigga, he wasn't doin' enough for me (bye)
Shout out to them bitches who keep my name in they mouth
Just know I'm the big league and you hoes some girl scouts (little-ass girl)
Airplane mode, I don't wanna talk if money ain't bein' mentioned (mmm)
Thinkin' she could fuck with me, this bitch done lost her senses (lost her mind)
If that nigga top fire, I'm grantin' him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can't stand bitches
Pullеd a him on him, now he swear he can't stand hoеs (hoes)
My nigga pull up hellcat, trackhawk, range rove' (skrrt)
I'm lookin' good as hell, the fuck I look like stayin' inside for? (fuck I look like?)
Skully tee chanaynay, bitch, I spent a ten on wardrobe (ten)
I get what I want and send these niggas off like mail (get outta there)
You can be his peace, 'cause I'm the type to give him hell (hell)
He thought he had me put up, crazy as hell (crazy)
More motion than a lot of niggas that's slangin' vacuum seal (okay)
Y'all might think it's drip, I just be gettin' fresh as hell (for real)
Young raw turnt bitch, I ain't takin' no chill pill (never ever)
All my opps is dead 'cause bitches can't be for real (they dead)
If that nigga fuck up, I'm gettin' back in the field (back up in the field)
Yeah, yeah, play dumb
I put belt to ass, my nigga puttin' dracs to drums (bitch ass)
I'ma blow some bread for real, I want every crumb
Pressin' p on bitches always made my days fun
Post a pic on insta', to my dms, niggas run (nah, for real)
You might think he's hot, to me, this nigga ain't worth nothin' (back up, lil' bruh)
Who want smoke with b? They gon' need another lung (yup)
Screamin': Fuck ya life, like I'm from NY, bing bong (dummy)
Northside
It's your favorite, hood hottest princess, sexyy motherfuckin' red in this motherfucker
I had to hop on this bitch with my bitch blake, saint Louis shit, nigga (sexyy)
Only thing I want is cash, designer on my ass (duh)
Left my main nigga 'cause that dick was straight trash (wack)
Northside bitch, you know me, I chase a bag (on bloods)
Any nigga I fuck with gon' run his mouth and brag (goofy)
Cars tinted five, you can't see who in this whip (nope)
I like exotic guns, red beams with the switch (graow, baow)
My niggas don't talk 'cause I punch 'em in the lip (what?)
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can't stand a bitch (sexyy)
Only thing I love is money, commas make me horny (money fetish)
Ghost my last nigga, he wasn't doin' enough for me (bye)
Shout out to them bitches who keep my name in they mouth
Just know I'm the big league and you hoes some girl scouts (little-ass girl)
Airplane mode, I don't wanna talk if money ain't bein' mentioned (mmm)
Thinkin' she could fuck with me, this bitch done lost her senses (lost her mind)
If that nigga top fire, I'm grantin' him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can't stand bitches
BING BONG (remix) (feat. Sexyy Red)
(3dawg made this one)
Only thing I love is cash, commas get me hot (money fetish)
Ghosted my last dude, he just wasn't enough for me (bye)
Shout out to those girls who keep my name in their mouths
Just know I'm the big leagues and you girls are just girl scouts (little-ass girls)
Airplane mode, I don’t wanna talk if cash ain't in the convo (mmm)
Thinkin' she could mess with me, this girl done lost her mind (lost her mind)
If that dude's on fire, I'm granting him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swears he can't stand bitches
Pulled a him on him, now he swears he can't stand hoes (hoes)
My dude pulls up in a Hellcat, Trackhawk, Range Rover (skrrt)
I'm lookin' fly as hell, what the hell I look like stayin' inside for? (what the hell I look like?)
Skully tee Chanaynay, girl, I spent a grand on wardrobe (ten)
I get what I want and send these dudes off like mail (get outta there)
You can be his peace, 'cause I'm the type to give him hell (hell)
He thought he had me locked up, crazy as hell (crazy)
More motion than a lot of dudes slangin' vacuum seal (okay)
Y'all might think it's drip, I just be gettin' fresh as hell (for real)
Young raw turnt girl, I ain't takin' no chill pill (never ever)
All my ops are dead 'cause girls can't be for real (they dead)
If that dude messes up, I'm gettin' back in the game (back in the game)
Yeah, yeah, play dumb
I put belt to ass, my dude puttin' dracs to drums (bitch ass)
I'ma blow some cash for real, I want every crumb
Pressin' P on girls always made my days fun
Post a pic on Insta, to my DMs, dudes run (nah, for real)
You might think he's hot, to me, this dude ain't worth nothin' (back up, lil' bro)
Who want smoke with me? They gon' need another lung (yup)
Screamin': Fuck your life, like I'm from NY, bing bong (dummy)
Northside
It's your favorite, hood's hottest princess, sexy motherfuckin' red in this motherfucker
I had to hop on this track with my girl Blake, Saint Louis shit, dude (sexyy)
Only thing I want is cash, designer on my ass (duh)
Left my main dude 'cause that dick was straight trash (wack)
Northside girl, you know me, I chase a bag (on bloods)
Any dude I mess with gon' run his mouth and brag (goofy)
Cars tinted five, you can't see who in this whip (nope)
I like exotic guns, red beams with the switch (graow, baow)
My dudes don't talk 'cause I punch 'em in the lip (what?)
Pulled a him on him, now he swears he can't stand a girl (sexyy)
Only thing I love is cash, commas get me hot (money fetish)
Ghosted my last dude, he just wasn't enough for me (bye)
Shout out to those girls who keep my name in their mouths
Just know I'm the big leagues and you girls are just girl scouts (little-ass girls)
Airplane mode, I don’t wanna talk if cash ain't in the convo (mmm)
Thinkin' she could mess with me, this girl done lost her mind (lost her mind)
If that dude's on fire, I'm granting him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swears he can't stand bitches