Juli3
Smoking on exotic got my head on Superman I be high as the fuck
You bitch called and she just blew my shit I ain't high-ed up enough
You big faking only tough with them you ain't violent with us
And I know niggas who be throwing bricks got me calling them Russ
My bitch can't be basic nigga
That's why I'm all alone
Don't ask what I'm drinking nigga
What's in your styrofoam?
A heart to heart I asked my brother Kev is he gone ride along
My spiritual bitch just gave her to the streets for trying to call Tyrone
My reflection in the mirror is a Goat shit ain't my cover though
He snitch he know he ain't from Mobile but he gotta Rylo
We paper chase sun up till sun down and that's NoCap for sure
Promise everybody gone be straight when I ain't here no more
See a nigga walk up yeah I heard he talking heavy shit
No I aint A-A-A
Start stuttering speech impediments
And I think niggas bitch to much that shit be feminine
He spent his re-up boy you a rookie you not no veteran
No slow strokes I came to terminator Arnold Schwarzenegger
I speak English ain't no wé wé shit just cause she foreign nigga
They all basic might go to London to find my Lauren nigga
I fell asleep just trying get to know her just cause she boring nigga
Look who she leave with Mack or you
You know she always choosing me
I just sold Madonna to a white bitch name Julie
She a Foreign I ain't Fivio just trying make a movie
And Brodie from the Stead but he ain't rocking with the smoochies
And I'm a player two can play that game no Vivica Fox
I ain't living right I pray I never see me a box
And I can't trust a nigga that I know who gone fuck the cops
And niggas think shit sweet I guess it's time to turn up a notch
Look tinted out the whip niggas thinking I pimped my ride
I'm a playboy Carti's on my eyes when I get to high
Niggas ain't spinning curled up in the bed and yet still they lie
I don't like snitches told lil shorty nah we can not six nine
Bro just got the Yachty with him no Lil Boat
Your main bitch don't know the Heimlich nigga she love to choke
We making plays three man weave we go coast to coast
And coke one's dripped out with it think I'm selling dope
Now they on my dick circumcision we cut off
A dirty bitch IKEA light switch she just turned me off
That pack come in my phone Babe Ruth it get all the hits
He fell in love shawty let me bone then my dawg switched
L.O.L I bleed real
That solid brick real
Broken down too paralyzed to care how they feel
Like Tyreek making plays till my green look like a big hill
Guess niggas lagging out they at home broke standing still
You bitch called and she just blew my shit I ain't high-ed up enough
You big faking only tough with them you ain't violent with us
And I know niggas who be throwing bricks got me calling them Russ
My bitch can't be basic nigga
That's why I'm all alone
Don't ask what I'm drinking nigga
What's in your styrofoam?
A heart to heart I asked my brother Kev is he gone ride along
My spiritual bitch just gave her to the streets for trying to call Tyrone
My reflection in the mirror is a Goat shit ain't my cover though
He snitch he know he ain't from Mobile but he gotta Rylo
We paper chase sun up till sun down and that's NoCap for sure
Promise everybody gone be straight when I ain't here no more
See a nigga walk up yeah I heard he talking heavy shit
No I aint A-A-A
Start stuttering speech impediments
And I think niggas bitch to much that shit be feminine
He spent his re-up boy you a rookie you not no veteran
No slow strokes I came to terminator Arnold Schwarzenegger
I speak English ain't no wé wé shit just cause she foreign nigga
They all basic might go to London to find my Lauren nigga
I fell asleep just trying get to know her just cause she boring nigga
Look who she leave with Mack or you
You know she always choosing me
I just sold Madonna to a white bitch name Julie
She a Foreign I ain't Fivio just trying make a movie
And Brodie from the Stead but he ain't rocking with the smoochies
And I'm a player two can play that game no Vivica Fox
I ain't living right I pray I never see me a box
And I can't trust a nigga that I know who gone fuck the cops
And niggas think shit sweet I guess it's time to turn up a notch
Look tinted out the whip niggas thinking I pimped my ride
I'm a playboy Carti's on my eyes when I get to high
Niggas ain't spinning curled up in the bed and yet still they lie
I don't like snitches told lil shorty nah we can not six nine
Bro just got the Yachty with him no Lil Boat
Your main bitch don't know the Heimlich nigga she love to choke
We making plays three man weave we go coast to coast
And coke one's dripped out with it think I'm selling dope
Now they on my dick circumcision we cut off
A dirty bitch IKEA light switch she just turned me off
That pack come in my phone Babe Ruth it get all the hits
He fell in love shawty let me bone then my dawg switched
L.O.L I bleed real
That solid brick real
Broken down too paralyzed to care how they feel
Like Tyreek making plays till my green look like a big hill
Guess niggas lagging out they at home broke standing still
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