Are You an Auteur?

Suitcase with a gun in it
They say it's love, ain't no love in it
Societal flaws-- I love plump women
You an Auteur? Come & fuck with me
Her girlfriend drank all of my Jager
I'm tight but the pussy just saved her, like
Flava in ya ear.savor it
I set the rules cause I paid for it
Big cash, I'm proclaiming it
Manifestations.no hesitation
Slick as a child's routine when the day ends.avoiding their bedtime
So far. I've avoided the flat line
So far. women on double back time
So far. I can tell when it's that time
She sticks her head through the doorway, signaling she wanna get into 4-play
I fuck with her more than my old bae
She was off mountains of coke, made the crib look like Norway
I bet what I really said differs from your take
We focused on winning
They stole my style, now we twinning
Don't make me turn into a Tyrant
The weed stronger than Vanessa Bryant
Niggas offended off what I'm implying
This shit better work, I'm so tired of applying
Disgusted & hurt, I got tired off the crying
I put that bitch back like Zion
You a mismatch, thanks for tryin
Mouse in the house.she sensually removes her blouse
You blocking ya blessings like Jerry Krause.nigga



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Writer(s): Jordan Hawkins
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