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raedio, ben reilly, bryant taylorr & tim gent - fish & grits كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(woah, yeah, ayy)
(woah)
yeah
ayy

[chorus]
she on go (go), she don’t stop at red lights
freak b_tch and she give me brain to get my head right
country n_gga, i eat fish and grits, you should tread light
six figures, sleepin’ on a brick, i could name the price
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
how many b_tches finna walk through the door?
six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred, ten
how many hundreds you gon’ make a n_gga spend? uh

[verse 1]
steak and tapas, what you doin’ after?
need a bad b_tch to come and sit up on my platter
got on rose gold, shawty know that i’m a bachelor
wanna f_ck a rapper, wanna climb the ladder
i just hit a bird today, tell me what’s the word today?
he need some encouragement, he ain’t got no vertebrae
woah, woah, woah, woah, my b_tch got some nerve today
askin’ me to splurge today, i just might get her to pay
my b_tch count up paper, i can’t treat her like a thottie
i just threw a couple hundreds, watch it sprinkle on her body, woah
[chorus]
she on go (go), she don’t stop at red lights
freak b_tch and she give me brain to get my head right
country n_gga, i eat fish and grits, you should tread light
six figures, sleepin’ on a brick, i could name the price
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
how many b_tches finna walk through the door?
six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred, ten
how many hundreds you gon’ make a n_gga spend? uh

[verse 2]
bet i make him run a red light
told him give me head ’cause i’m just tryna get my head right
i ain’t even text him, he can’t even f_ckin’ spell right
never put it past him, got these n_ggas on my taillight
got a bag up, my b_tches got ass up
these n_ggas ain’t rockin’ me, let me pull my mask up
v12s, i’m bustin’ u’s, f_ck 12, i’m breakin’ rules
can’t change my f_ckin’ mood, steppin’ in designer shoes

[chorus]
one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
how many b_tches finna walk through the door?
six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred, ten
how many hundreds you gon’ make a n_gga spend? uh

- raedio ben reilly bryant taylorr tim gent

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