BINZ

BINZ

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

I just wanna wake up to the suns and Saint Laurent

Hundred thousand dollars on the fronts,
hella blunts

I just wanna wake up on Qatar, on a yacht

Or in the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted

We got a big spendin', big spendin'
I'ma get back on my feet, give me a minute

I'ma feel this in my thighs, like evenin' it

Young summer, Young summer

give me a minute

Sun down,

wind chimes

Break it down, one line, a line

Can't no see me,

no flex,

be kind Dollars never show up on CP time

I just wanna wake up on CP time Wake up to that nigga, leave he behind

Get a presidential suite, leave with they women In the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted

Sun down, wind chimes Break it down, one line, a line Can't no see me, no flex, be kind Dollars never show up on CP time

What do you have? Well count me No, I didn't say a thing, uh-uh I didn't say nothing