text: Princess Cuts Lyrics
  Turn, turn, turn
  My young boy got the stick like Moses with the Israelites
  Tellin them opp boys, Its on sight 
  They aint outside , they stay inside 
  We cant party if we cant get the tray inside 
  Shoe cocaine white, teeth Colgate white 
  You know what it gets like, I just gotta step right 
  Trackie and my sliders, I got beef that I still dont let slide 
  All those double Cs, I got a Chanel side 
  Im really blowin trees in the Middle East 
  Is you from the Philippines or Vietnamese? 
  I dont dance, but I can shake a leg 
  I one-two step, Billie Jean, Billie Jean 
  Got twenty on my wrist, Im going crazy
  Canary princess cuts for my baby
  Out the window, I can hear the Old Bailey
  Sippin LOUIS XIII, Im with a Casey
  I made a wish, I got it, then I made a wish list
  Bust case, was no witness
  A hundred in a duffle bag, I got a big fish
  Shorty, you need assistance 
  Im in Dior, Im a Christian, praise the Lord 
  More time, Im on road if I aint on tour 
  I pack light, first-class flight, hit them stores 
  Hand luggage, if I could, I would take this .4 
  Ride with my jewels on an everyday thing 
  My rose gold wrist, this an inspiration 
  Feds tryna take away my liberation 
  They dont like the way I handle situations 
  Shorty need assistance , Im far from an assistant 
  She dont see the vision , I just love her from a distance 
  She slim thick, she take it all, she thick thick 
  Unreleased Off-White, she sayin, Oh, Headie, you got drip drip
  Im still out here in the field, its a picnic 
  I got my tracksuit covered in her lipstick 
  Ooh, I made a wish list 
  I just need a bad B to do the dishes
  Got twenty on my wrist, Im going crazy
  Canary princess cuts for my baby
  Out the window, I can hear the Old Bailey
  Sippin LOUIS XIII, Im with a Casey
  I made a wish, I got it, then I made a wish list
  Bust case, was no witness
  A hundred in a duffle bag, I got a big fish
  Shorty, you need assistance
  Heard you want a shoulder you can cry on 
  Rely on , and you hope that really is me
  Blow chronic, my rose gold flourish
  I hold no solace, sweet wet coochie on me
  Boasy and my baby gorgeous 
  A likkle mortgage, I need them flawless
  I lick my thumb and Im runnin it through these commas
  Louis orders, get me more of this
  Im in a flagship, Ferrari ranchin 
  I brought the drillers, the trappers, they bought the waps in 
  They brought the racks in, Henny, she backed it 
  Girl, slap it all on me, I let you tap in
  Thats heavy cocaine, Bel-Air is rosê
  Dont wanna play out the Gucci, she love the Dolce
  My shorty okay, my niggas okay
  Weve been shoppin in Europe and spent a Rollie 
  Got twenty on my wrist, Im going crazy
  Canary princess cuts for my baby
  Out the window, I can hear the Old Bailey
  Sippin LOUIS XIII, Im with a Casey
  I made a wish, I got it, then I made a wish list
  Bust case, was no witness
  A hundred in a duffle bag, I got a big fish
  Shorty, you need assistance
  Shorty, you need assistance
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