Sent a Story

(This that city music)
Speed down the range switching lanes
We gon drive till it's none in the tank
Two tens they twins
That's double trouble
We double the cane
Thomas the train
She got some body for all of my gang
Crossing the gang you gon need God
Put a cross on my chain

Back on the track and I'm back throwing fits
And I'm just like a kid playing dress up my bitch
No you cannot go out looking like this
If they see you with me then you better look rich
CCTV caught you grabbing my dick
New property gotta snap it up quick
I'm pushing P you gon push out my kid
Yellow diamonds like I'm taking a piss
They say I'm problematic how I treat these models
But it didn't always have it like this so
Hop on a plane and I fly out the ghetto
Touch down on the keys like I'm playing piano
Suitcase is green just to match the dinero
I fit in two bricks like I'm playing with legos
Don't talk politics yeah I voted for Pedro
I got a new bitch and she hit a crescendo
I like to eat pussy but don't think you special
You cannot control me bitch you not Geppetto
You was out doing some type shit that I would do
She sent your story I don't even follow you
Look at you doing the same shit ya mama do
You need to learn to be way more responsible
They gon call twelve and they gon call the constable
You need to give it like twenty more minutes
Before you take another shot of that jungle juice
Stop and think before you let him on top of you

You are now tuned in



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Jacklin-nunez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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