"GERMANY TO SAUDI" lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, I ran up
Ride the cameras
Baddies lost their panties
Right, right when they saw me
Money, women, power, swear I crave like all these
Tryna be a new man, will it lose it? Prolly
Germany to Saudi, she just met me in the lobby
Aye, she think my new wasabi 'cause that bitch is my new hobby
I'm so high, this wave is choppy
Weed just turned me to a zombie
Think you fly but you can't olly
DND, don't call me, no
You weren't lookin' but you found me, aye
Weed and chardonnay
Aye, fuck around me, aye
I know that, no Cardi, aye, aye
Room look cloudy, strange aroma on my body
Got these tattoos on my stomach 'cause I'm sick of feelin' numb
Where I'm from, people hate you if you won
Keep that chip up on my shoulder till I'm done
I blow money when it comes, 'least I'm loyal to my blood
Tell you when I'm finished
Smoke away my sentence
This depression feelin' fuckin' endless but it's
All the truth
Yeah, not what it seems
Burnin' this weed if [?], we been runnin' this if [?]
Germany to Saudi, got the whole crowd fuckin' rowdy
We hotbox in Victor's Audi
Hit that once, she want my bounty 'cause I ruin sex forever
Every lease a Lolabella, her new man just hate my guts
Bitch, I'm in her head forever
Catch me surfin' at Coachella, smokin' on that Wiz Khalifa
In love, now I can't leave her
That's the real truth, see Tinisha
Pay my mortgage off a feature
Fuck away, no, you can't leash me
Saw too many come and go, no comeback, just a repeat
No comeback, just a repeat, repeat
Yeah, I ran up
Ride the cameras
Baddies lost their panties
Right, right when they saw me
Money, women, power, swear I crave like all these
Tryna be a new man, will it lose it? Prolly
Germany to Saudi, she just met me in the lobby
Aye, she think my new wasabi 'cause that bitch is my new hobby
I'm so high, this wave is choppy
Weed just turned me to a zombie
Think you fly but you can't olly
DND, don't call me, no
You weren't lookin' but you found me, aye
Weed and chardonnay
Aye, fuck around me, aye
I know that, no Cardi, aye, aye
Room look cloudy, strange aroma on my body
Got these tattoos on my stomach 'cause I'm sick of feelin' numb
Where I'm from, people hate you if you won
Keep that chip up on my shoulder till I'm done
I blow money when it comes, 'least I'm loyal to my blood
Tell you when I'm finished
Smoke away my sentence
This depression feelin' fuckin' endless but it's
All the truth
Yeah, not what it seems
Burnin' this weed if [?], we been runnin' this if [?]
Germany to Saudi, got the whole crowd fuckin' rowdy
We hotbox in Victor's Audi
Hit that once, she want my bounty 'cause I ruin sex forever
Every lease a Lolabella, her new man just hate my guts
Bitch, I'm in her head forever
Catch me surfin' at Coachella, smokin' on that Wiz Khalifa
In love, now I can't leave her
That's the real truth, see Tinisha
Pay my mortgage off a feature
Fuck away, no, you can't leash me
Saw too many come and go, no comeback, just a repeat
No comeback, just a repeat, repeat
