Shj
180 on my socks cuz them bitches got Gs on em
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
I was out in Vegas I was shopping for some Louiy V
Ran inside of Neimans seen Fabolous and Emily
I can't say no names but I was with a PYT
I just make a mental note nigga think he playing me
This is God's plan it ain't shit that you can do to me
I can get you touched real easy it's like ABC
Gotta keep it out his face I know my son be watching me
He the golden child how my BM having another seed
Nigga hit my line and said he got em for the dirt cheap
Sounding too good to be true he probably police
He asking for the 30s but I think he settle for the pinks
Wanna see a dead body? pass me that pink drink
Travis Scott low top 1s with the pink strings
I got fresh to death shit tell me do I look deceased
Gucci bucket hat 600 with them long strings
Boy you old as fuck you need to quit with all them hoop dreams
180 on my socks cuz them bitches got Gs on em
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
Blind to the bullshit I feel like Helen Keller
When the bread in the shoebox you don't need a bank teller
How to fuck he got so many blues is this nigga Crip'n?
All this fucking ice I bet you never catch me slipping
38 Special got a nose like Scottie Pippen
That's long nigga
Yea
All red guts you can see em it ain't tinted
Nigga eat my smoke I hit the gas then I'm dipping
180 on my socks cuz them bitches got Gs on em
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
I was out in Vegas I was shopping for some Louiy V
Ran inside of Neimans seen Fabolous and Emily
I can't say no names but I was with a PYT
I just make a mental note nigga think he playing me
This is God's plan it ain't shit that you can do to me
I can get you touched real easy it's like ABC
Gotta keep it out his face I know my son be watching me
He the golden child how my BM having another seed
Nigga hit my line and said he got em for the dirt cheap
Sounding too good to be true he probably police
He asking for the 30s but I think he settle for the pinks
Wanna see a dead body? pass me that pink drink
Travis Scott low top 1s with the pink strings
I got fresh to death shit tell me do I look deceased
Gucci bucket hat 600 with them long strings
Boy you old as fuck you need to quit with all them hoop dreams
180 on my socks cuz them bitches got Gs on em
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
Blind to the bullshit I feel like Helen Keller
When the bread in the shoebox you don't need a bank teller
How to fuck he got so many blues is this nigga Crip'n?
All this fucking ice I bet you never catch me slipping
38 Special got a nose like Scottie Pippen
That's long nigga
Yea
All red guts you can see em it ain't tinted
Nigga eat my smoke I hit the gas then I'm dipping
180 on my socks cuz them bitches got Gs on em
Bitch say I'm a dog but she ain't never seen no fleas on him
Yves Saint Laurent cologne got her wanna taste me
She pulling on the dick this little bitch tryna rape me
Fucking on the love of his life I know he hate me
I been taking shots of Casamigos nigga shoot at me
Shining so bright blind hoes asking who is he?
I can see the shade and the hate and the jealousy
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