Video Never Stressin de Afterparty Producer 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Afterparty Producer - Never Stressin Lyrics

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Bought some Birkin for my bitch, now she flexin'
Diamonds on me and you know them hoes [?]
Pour up the Wockhardt so you know I'm never stressin'
All this money and I swear it's a blessin'
Ice around my fuckin' wrist, I just spilled lean up on my fucking kicks
Gucci bag inside it gon Stash My Ricks
This bitch gonna fuck me for my motherfuckin' Ricks
Aye, I can't trust a soul, that's why I ride around with my pole
I be 10 deep, I be with all my bros
I don't give a fuck about your goddamn hoe
If she on my dick, I'ma fuck that lil hoe
Fuck that lil hoe then pass her to my bro
Yea, you know how I do
I'ma fuck that bitch then pass her to my crew
Louis belt just to hold up my Loot
Maison Margiela, Please don't step on my shoes
I be high as fuck, I bе chillin' with the moon
I be with my 2, I'm so crazy I'm coo coo
You can't bring your bitch, cause I don't got no room
It's a two-sеater, you know that bitch go vroom
With my white bitch and she tweakin' off the shrooms
I know that I'ma blow very fucking soon
I just need the bands, I just need the bands fuck a lame
Off a xan, so you know I'm high as hell
I be so stoned, that you know I be chill
Aye, bitch, I don't need your help
I be ballin', baby, like I'm Michael Phelps
I be off the lean, but you can call it Kelp
I do this by myself, I don't need nobody else