Fat Nick, Chris Travis — Pulled off

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[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Rocket pop, let it flop
Whip the foreign out a lot
Crack the seal, let it drop
Broke it down, now watch her pop
These Balmains be filled enough
New Rick Owens, watch me stomp
Downtown hoe, the pole blow
Watch me come and steal your hoe though
No need to like me, your bitch wanna bite me
I’m ballin’ out shows and my money stand nicely
I use your one-third, I want all the [?]
All of these bitches, I swear that y’all triflin’
Eat through your clique, boy, say it ain’t nice
Double cup filled got me sippin’ on pints
Ego so big, yeah, I’m shinin’ so brightly
Bih, you a crumb, you a peasant, you tiny
Got me pullin’ up
Skrt, skrt, skrt, my engine loudly
Poppin’ downers lately
All this shit just get me drowsy
Plug be taxin’ Audis
So I’m boolin’ out, I ain’t Brasi
Stuntin’ up, head to toe
Rich as fuck, just loungin’

[Chorus: Fat Nick & Chris Travis]
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace ( aye, okay)
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Niggas gettin’ mad cause I’m gone
Pulled off in a Bimmer, pulled up with your hoe (with your hoe, bitch)
Imma give her ass a solid tongue
Then watch what she doin’, then turn her ’round some more (skrrt)
She suckin’ dick, tryna get at Chris
Bitch I’mma give you a hit
I’m the shit, all of this money I spent
All of this money I get
I give her shit
Nigga my flow is intense
Better go get you a grip
Been on my shit
Since a nigga ate some brills
She fucked til’ I leave it like seals (bitch)
Pay me in advance or it ain’t a sell (or it ain’t a sell)
They turn me to a nigga that they gonna grip (that they gonna grip)
I don’t need no messengers to dial it (dial it)
Bitch, shut the fuck up, cut the check (bitch!)

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’
Sippin’ on Fanta expresses
Droppin’ these bands got me reckless
VVS jewels on my necklace
Yes, we the hottest, bitch shut down your flexin’