fangs

Yeah, uh, I live so expensive, yeah
Shoot yo' ass, no dissin', yup
I tote heavy pistols, yeah, I don't want yo' bitch, yeah
I don't want no kids, yeah, I just want my dick sucked
Suck it all up, no kissin', yeah
Broke boy, that's yo' bitch? Yeah

My clothes so expensive, yeah
Shoot yo' ass, no dissin', yup
I forgot to mention, yeah
I don't like no pictures, yeah
Huh, smoke Phonto, then Stiiizy, yeah
Bitch say, "Your heart really dim,"
I don't rock no feelings, yeah

I want Penicillin, yeah
Cocaine dealer, yeah
They don't know my DNA
They so stuck like TSA
You a OG Killa, yeah?
Don't know that shit killing ya (OG Killa, yeah, killing ya)
I might pop a pill or some, I bet a mom, I'll kill her son
Hit a jugg and fucking run, these niggas cappin' about they stunts

(Grrr) tore it up
'Cause Yafi back in this bitch with some crunk (hey, hey, hey)
On the moon just like Sailor, I want shrooms out in Ella, yeah (yeah)
I cop boots and some more shit, keep your shoes size 11, yeah
He wanna shoot, how he ended up?
In the booth and I'm high as hell, when we shoot, I'm like Nadia
On a cruise, yeah, I'm out of here, on the moon nigga, not in hell

Smoke boof nigga, I can tell, so don't pass that shit to over here
These expensive shades of Cartier
Get a move, I wanna party, yeah, he gon' lose, I'm so sorry, yeah
She say I'm rude, baby, aw
She want Xan', Addy, and Percs', it give her a boost (oh, yeah)
I could never lose broke nigga, how it feel to lose? Oh, yeah
Smoking had a poot to it, nigga, you can smell the poot, oh-oh
I ain't never do wrong

Yeah, I live so expensive, yeah
Shoot yo' ass, no dissin', yup
I tote heavy pistols, yeah, I don't want yo' bitch, yeah
I don't want no kids, yeah, I just want my dick sucked
Suck it all up, no kissin', yeah
Broke boy, that's yo' bitch? Yeah

Well, I'm definitely not schizo



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