bbno$, Rich Brian - edamame

Balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, clang-clang and it cost a lot
Bitch, I’m always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Bad ass bit, keep going ’til you hit the spot, woah
I’m a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bag, drop it, drop it low
Mama called me and she happy with the grow
Never ever fold for a thottie, that’s a no (Yeah, ayy)

Just popped, they gave me about a million options
Sell the stock and I stop
Doin’ the green and I rock
Green is bringin’ the peace
I’m bumpin’ that Pac in the car, pretendin’ I got all the eyes on me
Got a bad baby and she’s independent
So many people older than me that’s seekin’ attention
When they warned me ’bout the goofies, man, that shit a listen
And the smell of the money my strangest addiction, uh