#Signhertitties
Got a devil on my shoulder and that boy come straight from hell
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih' gon make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pockets full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch, yeah it ain't hard to fucking tell
Sign another bitch's titty and she blowing up my cell
Yeah, she ride me like a carousel
Me, my evil twin, we are straight from hell
Got the Glock up on my side
She my ride or die
When she comin over she stay looking in my eyes
Telling me them lies
So I skrt off in surprise
She be hitting up my phone and she asking baby why
Feel like Luffy cause I'm stretching out my money huh ya
They don't wanna fuck with me, my evil twin will pop ya
I don't see what's funny cause you laugh at it like haha
Grab my fucking Glock and then my Glock gonna go
Got a devil on my shoulder and that boy come straight from hell
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih' gon make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pockets full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch, yeah it ain't hard to fucking tell
Sign another bitch's titty and she blowing up my cell
Yeah, she ride me like a carousel
Me, my evil twin, we are straight from hell
Man slow the fuck down or you'll be in it really quick
You gon' end up in the ground, got a muzzle on my stick
And it do not make a sound, it caught many bodies with it
If you're trying to make it loud, bitch I'll make the rocket spit
Yeah, why the fuck you shooting when I got a rocket launcher
Tucked down in the fucking trunk with his mama
Blew away his bitch, she put 30 L's up on her
Then the bitch finished it, she let his friend spot him
I nutted on her lips so I passed the fucking chronic
I nutted so damn fast, couldn't get a hit on it
The bitch got rules for smoking so I get the bitch off it
I told her on the papers put a fucking list on it
Got a devil on my shoulder and that boy come straight from hell
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih gon' make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pocket's full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch
I just wanna fuck her up
Pour the lean up in my cup
And you know I'm getting stuck
Yeah I'm nutting on her tongue
I just wanna fuck that bitch and that's not out of love
Its all out of lust
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih' gon make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pockets full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch, yeah it ain't hard to fucking tell
Sign another bitch's titty and she blowing up my cell
Yeah, she ride me like a carousel
Me, my evil twin, we are straight from hell
Got the Glock up on my side
She my ride or die
When she comin over she stay looking in my eyes
Telling me them lies
So I skrt off in surprise
She be hitting up my phone and she asking baby why
Feel like Luffy cause I'm stretching out my money huh ya
They don't wanna fuck with me, my evil twin will pop ya
I don't see what's funny cause you laugh at it like haha
Grab my fucking Glock and then my Glock gonna go
Got a devil on my shoulder and that boy come straight from hell
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih' gon make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pockets full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch, yeah it ain't hard to fucking tell
Sign another bitch's titty and she blowing up my cell
Yeah, she ride me like a carousel
Me, my evil twin, we are straight from hell
Man slow the fuck down or you'll be in it really quick
You gon' end up in the ground, got a muzzle on my stick
And it do not make a sound, it caught many bodies with it
If you're trying to make it loud, bitch I'll make the rocket spit
Yeah, why the fuck you shooting when I got a rocket launcher
Tucked down in the fucking trunk with his mama
Blew away his bitch, she put 30 L's up on her
Then the bitch finished it, she let his friend spot him
I nutted on her lips so I passed the fucking chronic
I nutted so damn fast, couldn't get a hit on it
The bitch got rules for smoking so I get the bitch off it
I told her on the papers put a fucking list on it
Got a devil on my shoulder and that boy come straight from hell
Carbine on the seat and you know it's shooting well
That bih gon' make me scream but I do not like to yell
And my pocket's full of green, they all hundred dollar bills
I don't love no bitch
I just wanna fuck her up
Pour the lean up in my cup
And you know I'm getting stuck
Yeah I'm nutting on her tongue
I just wanna fuck that bitch and that's not out of love
Its all out of lust
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