#Where lyrics
 by DP Beats
		
		
Verse:
I'm whippin my sh*t to the motherf*ckin limit
I'm poppin these pills and I hope they ain't lemons
How you a snake but you got you no venom?
I'm rocking that denim on denim on denim on denim on denim
b*tch look at my linens
I don't got beef with nobody but b*tch
I got beef with the motherf*ckin world
I ain't gon beef bout a girl
I don't lose sleep bout a girl
Look at me I'm smoking herb
I'm a white boy ball like Dirk
So f*ck all the sh*t that you heard
Driving the whip hit the curb
I just been making my plug so motherf*ckin rich
He could quit work
And I can leave Earth, and I can leave Earth
I'm just tryna get so rich that I could just Bentley the hearse
Hold up- I'm just tryna get so rich that
I could just Bentlеy my hearse
I just been living my life likе a superstar
But lil b*tch I feel cursed
I just want sex in my bed, I just wanna c*m
I just want sex on the beach, I wanna drink Rum
My princess named Peach so we on the run
These b*tches they leaches
They don't even wanna see me having no fun
I'm turning and teeing the f*ck up
Before I just see the sun
And I don't even care bout nothing
I don't even care bout you
I don't even care bout two
All I just care bout money
All I just care bout family
All I just care bout money
All I just care bout family
I just wanna stack up so high
I wanna stack up so Guy, Fieri
b*tch I'm so fly, It's scary
Look at my style feel like Harry
I'm the big king feel like Larry
Got me a white girl feel like Terry
I keep it true man just like Harry
Look at my Rick and my drip
Yeah lil b*tch I be flarin
Lil b*tch I be flarin
I just been driving my motherf*ckin Nissan
Just like a McLaren
Macgyver my intellect
b*tch you Brett Farve, we intercept
Step on the beat like an insect
They told me they want me to get in check