1up
Bitch im smokin onna big blunt, and i got dem runtz
Runnin from da cops, shootin at dese opps fuck ah punch
Bad bitch, put dat dick up in her stomach gave her lunch
Lavish shit, tryna go to london just for brunch
Sellin pack of da front porch
Niggas cappin like some dorks
Thick bitch dont play sports
Talkin down we bring dat torch
Ya bitch on go i call her porshe
In her jaws with mega force
She chosen me she made her choice
Big gas, smokey voice
Dat pussy bald, ik its moist
Ha
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
U know
Pull up vendadore
This drip on me from head to toe
Smashin ya bitch i stick and roll
Dat stick on me u know im post
I smashed her throat u know she choke
Fresh white nikes look like coke
Talkin shit we whipe ya nose
And i want dat sack
Bitch canadian u know she throwin it back
Traphard mr beat of da pack
Sippin on wok im leanin
Slack
Bitch know da meanin
Slime slatt
Know dat im feinin
Need me a rack
Sippin on mello im fly like a bat
Gimmie a sec while i beat up da cat
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Ya know
Uh yeah
Uh
Aye
Jay's keep on callin now my phone keep on jumpin
Door keep on bangin cause them jays keep on knockin
Peepin out da blinds cause i know these niggas tellin
They wondering what im sellin
Slide with dat stick cause i gotta keep that felon
Free my dogs, damn my dogs felons
Ion give a fuck about these niggas like what you mean
I be double cup sippin bitch im always off that lean
Money always dirty but im always fresh and clean
Pull up on yo block with that stick and make a scene
Bitch i live this life for real naw this not no dream
Gotta watch these niggas aint no playin in between
Niggas switchin sides keep that stick when we slide
Fuck these niggas nigga is you down to ride?
Fuck these niggas i can tell they aint gone slide
He a pussy ass nigga yea can see it in his eyes
Keep that stick when we slide off
Get on the news you down to hide off
Bout that bread you down to ride off
Keep it one hundred nigga, please dont lie now
Aye
That aint my bitch but i might fuck her like she mines
Keep it one hundun but aint gone treat her like she mines
Always in the trap nigga i be on dat grind
Always keep a stick lil bro slide down with that nine
You aint bout no bread pussy boy dont pay no mind
Yeah
Aye
You know
Runnin from da cops, shootin at dese opps fuck ah punch
Bad bitch, put dat dick up in her stomach gave her lunch
Lavish shit, tryna go to london just for brunch
Sellin pack of da front porch
Niggas cappin like some dorks
Thick bitch dont play sports
Talkin down we bring dat torch
Ya bitch on go i call her porshe
In her jaws with mega force
She chosen me she made her choice
Big gas, smokey voice
Dat pussy bald, ik its moist
Ha
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
I got dese hoes fasho
U know
Pull up vendadore
This drip on me from head to toe
Smashin ya bitch i stick and roll
Dat stick on me u know im post
I smashed her throat u know she choke
Fresh white nikes look like coke
Talkin shit we whipe ya nose
And i want dat sack
Bitch canadian u know she throwin it back
Traphard mr beat of da pack
Sippin on wok im leanin
Slack
Bitch know da meanin
Slime slatt
Know dat im feinin
Need me a rack
Sippin on mello im fly like a bat
Gimmie a sec while i beat up da cat
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Ya know
Uh yeah
Uh
Aye
Jay's keep on callin now my phone keep on jumpin
Door keep on bangin cause them jays keep on knockin
Peepin out da blinds cause i know these niggas tellin
They wondering what im sellin
Slide with dat stick cause i gotta keep that felon
Free my dogs, damn my dogs felons
Ion give a fuck about these niggas like what you mean
I be double cup sippin bitch im always off that lean
Money always dirty but im always fresh and clean
Pull up on yo block with that stick and make a scene
Bitch i live this life for real naw this not no dream
Gotta watch these niggas aint no playin in between
Niggas switchin sides keep that stick when we slide
Fuck these niggas nigga is you down to ride?
Fuck these niggas i can tell they aint gone slide
He a pussy ass nigga yea can see it in his eyes
Keep that stick when we slide off
Get on the news you down to hide off
Bout that bread you down to ride off
Keep it one hundred nigga, please dont lie now
Aye
That aint my bitch but i might fuck her like she mines
Keep it one hundun but aint gone treat her like she mines
Always in the trap nigga i be on dat grind
Always keep a stick lil bro slide down with that nine
You aint bout no bread pussy boy dont pay no mind
Yeah
Aye
You know
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