TV (feat. Jady's Birthday & Surf)
Gio, uhh, please come and save me
ACDC, rockin' out like I'm Angus Young
John Cena wrist, VVS look like the sun
I'ma be on TV like, look mama, that's your son
I'ma sit on these comms, it's a rerun
Papa John, give me cheese bread pizza
Where did I go wrong, probably bars in Ibiza
Cars with no keys, yeah, and we don't lease them
Push start in this yellow Bart, do a donut, Homer
Shawty doin' white, McCullough cokin' when she home alone
Gettin' lean in the gym, pushin' weight in pawns
Yeah, I'm Aristotle Stone, yeah
Rockin' Ricky on the way to Apostle, bro
Hit a dweeb, Johnny Bravo, make her sing like the gospel
Yeah, I saw the tweet, you didn't mean it, bitch, you Roscoe's
Chicken, yeah, club, better duck when I say hollows
Hit you with the clip and then hit your bitch with the follow
Say, like, what you doin' tomorrow? I don't know
We was bros, you would borrow all my clothes
When the hoes came, let you hold some dough
Broke the code, can't get in the gate, stuck out in the cold
They'll chose like any minor more
That's the reason I see a minor more
See him punk, I can slam that bitch
Go and smoke some runts, catch a shit, can't stand a bitch
ACDC, rockin' out like I'm Angus Young
John Cena wrist, VVS look like the sun
I'ma be on TV like, look, mama, that's your son
I'ma sit on these comms, it's a rerun
Papa John, give me cheese bread pizza
Where did I go wrong, probably bars in Ibiza
Cars with no keys, yeah, and we don't lease them
Push start in this yellow Bart, do a donut, homie
Fuck around it get grim like Billy and Mandy
All this water on my neck I wanna breathe like sandy
All these niggas capp first name should be andy
Pass the Glock like manning know the opps can't stand me
Stack the money tall like wemby
She got a body red hair like Wendy's
I be with my dawgs like Johnny test
But don't test me the Trigger finger itchy
White m3 red seats this a tampon
Put a dot on his head he a scantron
Why you calling me knowing that ya man home
Ima send you back there without your pants on
I don't understand these girls at all
Why you playing with a real one?
I'm the type to lay you down tryna kill some
You been moving heartless you need to feel some
I be with the gang like ed edd and eddy
On a money mission ain't shit you can tell me
I know you be tired of the same shit
But I can hold you down baby say when you ready
Ohh boy it's 3 a.m
Gio, uhh, please come and save me
ACDC, rockin' out like I'm Angus Young
John Cena wrist, VVS look like the sun
I'ma be on TV like, look mama, that's your son
I'ma sit on these comms, it's a rerun
Papa John, give me cheese bread pizza
Where did I go wrong, probably bars in Ibiza
Cars with no keys, yeah, and we don't lease them
Push start in this yellow Bart, do a donut, Homer
Shawty doin' white, McCullough cokin' when she home alone
Gettin' lean in the gym, pushin' weight in pawns
Yeah, I'm Aristotle Stone, yeah
Rockin' Ricky on the way to Apostle, bro
Hit a dweeb, Johnny Bravo, make her sing like the gospel
Yeah, I saw the tweet, you didn't mean it, bitch, you Roscoe's
Chicken, yeah, club, better duck when I say hollows
Hit you with the clip and then hit your bitch with the follow
Say, like, what you doin' tomorrow? I don't know
We was bros, you would borrow all my clothes
When the hoes came, let you hold some dough
Broke the code, can't get in the gate, stuck out in the cold
They'll chose like any minor more
That's the reason I see a minor more
See him punk, I can slam that bitch
Go and smoke some runts, catch a shit, can't stand a bitch
ACDC, rockin' out like I'm Angus Young
John Cena wrist, VVS look like the sun
I'ma be on TV like, look, mama, that's your son
I'ma sit on these comms, it's a rerun
Papa John, give me cheese bread pizza
Where did I go wrong, probably bars in Ibiza
Cars with no keys, yeah, and we don't lease them
Push start in this yellow Bart, do a donut, homie
Fuck around it get grim like Billy and Mandy
All this water on my neck I wanna breathe like sandy
All these niggas capp first name should be andy
Pass the Glock like manning know the opps can't stand me
Stack the money tall like wemby
She got a body red hair like Wendy's
I be with my dawgs like Johnny test
But don't test me the Trigger finger itchy
White m3 red seats this a tampon
Put a dot on his head he a scantron
Why you calling me knowing that ya man home
Ima send you back there without your pants on
I don't understand these girls at all
Why you playing with a real one?
I'm the type to lay you down tryna kill some
You been moving heartless you need to feel some
I be with the gang like ed edd and eddy
On a money mission ain't shit you can tell me
I know you be tired of the same shit
But I can hold you down baby say when you ready
Ohh boy it's 3 a.m
Gio, uhh, please come and save me
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