Watchers
Yeah
Hello
Fauva
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
Yeah
I can't make this shit up
Like a fight between brothers
I can't break this shit up
I'm trying to ice out little mama
Cool her down she turned up
I'm surrounded by drama
I think I had enough
I ain't making no promise
I'm gonna prove I'm enough
She wanna go round the world
She want me to buy the pearls
And I think I might
Cause I really like her
She just my type
That out of sight girl
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
I will get it by any means
I had them baggies stuffed down
In my skinny jeans
I'm outside with enemy
I got it on me
Protecting my energy
Hustling off the Hennessy
Six Forty Five in the morning
I'm coming in from the corner
Money my language
Talking that Spanglish
Think I'm a foreigner
I can't make this shit up
Like a fight between brothers
I can't break this shit up
I'm trying to ice out little mama
Cool her down she turned up
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
Hello
Fauva
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
Yeah
I can't make this shit up
Like a fight between brothers
I can't break this shit up
I'm trying to ice out little mama
Cool her down she turned up
I'm surrounded by drama
I think I had enough
I ain't making no promise
I'm gonna prove I'm enough
She wanna go round the world
She want me to buy the pearls
And I think I might
Cause I really like her
She just my type
That out of sight girl
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
I will get it by any means
I had them baggies stuffed down
In my skinny jeans
I'm outside with enemy
I got it on me
Protecting my energy
Hustling off the Hennessy
Six Forty Five in the morning
I'm coming in from the corner
Money my language
Talking that Spanglish
Think I'm a foreigner
I can't make this shit up
Like a fight between brothers
I can't break this shit up
I'm trying to ice out little mama
Cool her down she turned up
Look how they watch us
Poppa told me whip my wrist like this
Till that shit lock up
GBF the ones who got them sticks off
In that pop up
Yeah I tote that retta now
It's true I put that Glock up
And we don't mean the same thing when we say
She threw that rock up
I ain't got no patience
But if I was a crazy house
Bet I'd have all the patients
I thank God for them shell catchers
Ain't no open cases
Cause I seen metal in his mouth
Before he got them braces
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