Sueco The Child Tiktok Lyrics. KenzDean! I’m at- I’m at Suecos, bi^^h! Fast 400 on the dash Fifty five bills Buck fifty for the tax on the bag I don’t really like to brag Vetements socks when I’m steppin out of Sak’s.
Sueco The Child Tiktok Lyrics
KenzDean!
I’m at- I’m at Suecos, bi^^h!
Fast
400 on the dash
Fifty five bills
Buck fifty for the tax on the bag
I don’t really like to brag
Vetements socks when I’m steppin out of Sak’s
I’ma hit in the morning cause I’m whiskey d^^kin’
Got my brother out in Cashville flippin’ chickens
Free bro from the can I ain’t talkin’ whippits
bi^^h I make beats and bad decisions
You at Sueco’s
Stop the bi^^hin’
I ain’t really f^^kin’ with you if you ain’t with the vision
First time she came through, pulled down my bi^^hes
I ain’t spendin’ no bread, but I’ll pay her a visit
I’m at LIV goin’ up, but you can’t get in it
She want a hit, I’m rollin up, got that Popeye spinach
Told me that I’m a child, told her quit the kiddin’
I’ma pass it to my rell, let him hit the kitten
She a Vixen on the cam so I grab my iPhone
She dumb with the head got me doin’ a eye roll
She bad on film, gotta check out the B roll
Put my D in her V got her singin’ a C note
Fast
400 on the dash
Fifty five bills
Buck fifty for the tax on the bag
I don’t really like to brag
Vetements socks when I’m steppin out of Sak’s
I’ma hit in the morning cause I’m whiskey d^^kin’
Got my brother out in Cashville flippin’ chickens
Free bro from the can I ain’t talkin’ whippits
bi^^h I make beats and bad decisions
You at Sueco’s
Get with the program
Lightskin bi^^h off that Lindsay Lohan
She off the dust
She off the Hillary Duff
Baby I ain’t trynna cuff, I’m just trynna bust
Wait hol’ up
You gotta play with my nuts, hmm
I’ma make a beat out your bu^^, hmm
007 James Bond
Double Oreo Stuffed
Double up my funds
She a Vixen on the cam so I grab my iPhone
She dumb with the head got me doin’ a eye roll
She bad on film, gotta check out the B roll
Put my D in her V got her singin’ a C note
Fast
400 on the dash
Fifty five bills
Buck fifty for the tax on the bag
I don’t really like to brag
Vetements socks when I’m steppin out of Sak’s
I’ma hit in the morning cause I’m whiskey d^^kin’
Got my brother out in Cashville flippin’ chickens
Free bro from the can I ain’t talkin’ whippits
bi^^h I make beats and bad decisions
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