iann dior & Gunna – Strings Lyrics

iann dior & Gunna – Strings Lyrics
Strings
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    "Strings." - iann dior & Gunna

    Album: Industry Plant
    Track No: 07
    She tried to pull on my strings (Strings)
    Shawty got cut from the team
    Get litty, causin' a scene (Scene)
    Shawty a fool on the bean (Bean)
    I tried to make you my queen
    Birkins and diamonds are cheap
    Girl, that ain't nothing to me
    You were the one on the street
    I thought you'd never let me go
    You switched on me, I lost control
    I hope I see you on the road
    So you can see how far I dove
    So deep in the water (Drip)
    My bitch call me Poppa (Yeah)
    Count the money up like Carti (No-no)
    If we die young, we modest (Woah)
    You was a ratchet ho (Mmm-hmm)
    Put you in designer clothes (All day)
    See me in the streets, don't bother (No way)
    Cut the bitch off like barbers
    I dove, in the water, yeah, in the water
    I'm a rock star, bitch, throwin' water
    In the water, yeah, in the water
    I don't bother, bitch
    She tried to pull on my strings (Strings)
    Shawty got cut from the team
    Get litty, causin' a scene (Scene)
    Shawty a fool on the bean(Bean)
    I tried to, I tried to make you my queen
    Birkins and diamonds are cheap
    Girl, that ain't nothing to me
    You were the one on the street
    I thought you'd never let me go
    You switched on me, I lost control
    I hope I see you on the road
    So you can see how far I dove
    See how a rich **** move
    Hoppin' out the Bentley coupe
    Oh, and it got a missing roof (Yeah)
    She freaky when she sip Grey Goose (Sip Grey Goose)
    I'm diggin' in the pussy, feel loose
    I'm in the tour bus fuckin' bitches by the twos
    Slap the first day, tell me, what's the move (What the move?)
    Popped a Perc', now gettin' in the groove (Pop a Perc')
    Dead fresh like the first day of school (Yeah)
    Wanna drop out, I'ma take you on a cruise
    Steal a purse like I'm whippin' that loose
    I'ma get the money, I ain't never gon' lose
    Homie get that money, I got hundreds, all blues
    When you keep it comin', all these bitches gon' choose
    She want me fuckin' smack her on her ass 'til it bruise
    She want me fuckin' smack her on her ass 'til it bruise
    She tried to pull my strings (Strings)
    Shawty got cut from the team
    Get litty, causin' a scene (Scene)
    Shawty a fool on the bean (Bean)
    I tried to, I tried to make you my queen (Queen)
    Birkins and diamonds are cheap
    Girl, that ain't nothing to me
    You were the one on the street
    I thought you'd never let me go
    You switched on me, I lost control
    I hope I see you on the road
    So you can see how far I dove

    Writer(s): Cody Rounds, Dorien Theus, Elias Latrou, Henry Nichols, Ivory Scott & Maxwell James Nichols.

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