Iswearthisafreestyle
I just wanna wake up in the morning get that green
All these niggas hating on my name on my team
I feel like my soul tryna, tryna leave
Come around nigga tryna envy on me
I just tell them I don't even fuck with you
I might pull up in a Bentley coupe then I leave
Imma pull up in a Chrysler 200
Runnin up my bands Imma spend 200
Got a new coat yeah this bitch from Coach
Got this bitch on my dick, yeah she so dope
Aye
Check my swag yeah I'm so dope
And you know me I used to sell that dope
Mama always told me better be a good boy
But I told my mom I always gotta keep a toy
'Cus these niggas, yeah they pussy in the street
Fucking on this bitch yeah she keep her pussy clean
Y'all be talking so much shit you built like Uncle Tom's cap
I been getting spread like some Wi-Fi call me Comcast
Shit yeah they gon' talk that
Like a season they fall back
And this is just a warning don't leave a witness they saw that
That bitch addicted to cigarettes
She chew on my dick like a nicorette
Bad bitch named Kim and another Elizabeth
I been fucking a hoe, that I knew since a little bitch, yeah
Dope in the sack, it be smelling like licorice
That bitch crazy Goddamn, she needing a exorcist
And y'all niggas some rats, so nigga I'm pickle Rick
I'm up in my bag hoe, and I ain't getting out of it
Tickle my sack hoe, know she gon' tickle it, huh
All these niggas hating on my name on my team
I feel like my soul tryna, tryna leave
Come around nigga tryna envy on me
I just tell them I don't even fuck with you
I might pull up in a Bentley coupe then I leave
Imma pull up in a Chrysler 200
Runnin up my bands Imma spend 200
Got a new coat yeah this bitch from Coach
Got this bitch on my dick, yeah she so dope
Aye
Check my swag yeah I'm so dope
And you know me I used to sell that dope
Mama always told me better be a good boy
But I told my mom I always gotta keep a toy
'Cus these niggas, yeah they pussy in the street
Fucking on this bitch yeah she keep her pussy clean
Y'all be talking so much shit you built like Uncle Tom's cap
I been getting spread like some Wi-Fi call me Comcast
Shit yeah they gon' talk that
Like a season they fall back
And this is just a warning don't leave a witness they saw that
That bitch addicted to cigarettes
She chew on my dick like a nicorette
Bad bitch named Kim and another Elizabeth
I been fucking a hoe, that I knew since a little bitch, yeah
Dope in the sack, it be smelling like licorice
That bitch crazy Goddamn, she needing a exorcist
And y'all niggas some rats, so nigga I'm pickle Rick
I'm up in my bag hoe, and I ain't getting out of it
Tickle my sack hoe, know she gon' tickle it, huh
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Writer(s): Leo Sevilla
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