Corona Cough, Baby Boss

Yeah, ye, ye, ye
Ye, I swear I'm no hoe
Yeah you can try it but I will not go
Out like no hoe
Out like no hoe
Yeah you can try it, nah
But I swear I won't go
Yeah, I swear I won't go
I swear I promise I can't go
Out like no hoe
Out like no
If I die, uh
If I die young
Tell my family and my bitch that I love them
If you really want some riches you gone have to cut them, off
Nigga think I'm going out like a hoe but Ian never play golf
I ain't got no virus or corona flu, but I'm sipping on at cough
Do what you do, don't step on these shoes or you gonna get knocked off
Shout out Keyana, Keke that's my boo love her cause she is a boss
Fuck any nigga that came before me
No I don't bang but I rep PGC
Double L M, and Double L 3
Lil hoe want dick but it's gone cost a fee
Blow up in rap everybody gone feast
Tell her every day what she mean to me
All of that ass how she get in them jeans?
Had to ask her "is it some room for me?"
Percocet wake up it make me a beast
Babygirl wake up yunno I can't breath
Love her so much she don't got suck this meat
Never been like this my heart on my sleeve
Not like my father I never deceive
Everything natural she never wear weave
Think that I'm sprung put my tongue on her feet
She think I'ma freak I'ma show ha a freak
Hell na, I can't skeet til I see ha skeet
Everything perfect especially her teeth

Tick, tick, tick, blit

Told ha that ain't no bitch fucking with ha
Ain't no nigga fucking with me
Hell yeah nigga can try but it ain't that easy
1,2,3
Got the mace on the keys, but I had to get my bitch a Glock
Supa seven PGC, thats the gang ice on my neck hockey
Try one of us and we gone make it meatball you gonna think it's cloudy
Skr, skr, skr think I'm walker Paul, when the whoop whoop behind me
Lift up her skirt, and I pull down her drawes
When I uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, Ha, Ha, Ha, seven, supa, supa seven



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