FACE CARD

B-EfEl!

Big bag, Robert Downey Jr., goin' plat'
Real nigga, war man, shot it like a vet'
Try me, pussy nigga, then we knockin' off yo' hat
Triflin' ass nigga, you got losers in your set
Red dot, laser tag, get that ass whacked
Everytime I fuck the ho, she feelin' like she Blacked
She know that she call my phone, she get the pussy blessed
I'm fuckin' on her face card, I nutted on her chest

They like "Damn bro, how you do that?"
Walk 'round with a slime disease
Like "Damn bro, how you flu that?" (Uh)
Yeah, Gemini, yeah, he knew that
Fuck nigga tried to son me
But my dawg like, "he knew that" (Uh)
Caught 'em slippin' like a paper trail
I could give less of fuck about a nigga
I'm tryin' get the bitch railed (Uh)
Green dot behind the 5%
Lil' nigga get his skull rocked
Just like a damn maraca, nigga (Uh)
My nigga takin' out trash in moccasins
Lil' bih' actin' for the team
That's why I nicknamed her "Bop", nigga (Uh)
But if she be bop, then I'm rockin' steady
Like I'm Robin, not like Batman
She like a bike, she get to pedalin' (Uh)

I used to think down bad, wassup
You real bitch made, wassup (Uh)
Sip Minute Maid with my lunch
I'ma eat her cat for brunch (Uh)
Yeah, I keep a mag' in my tuck
I seen 'em laughin', like wassup (Uh)
Nigga let's fight, put down the gun
You got pillow hands on your arms, boom

Big bag, Robert Downey Jr., goin' plat'
Real nigga, war man, shot it like a vet'
Try me, pussy nigga, then we knockin' off yo' hat
Triflin' ass nigga, you got losers in your set
Red dot, laser tag, get that ass whacked
Everytime I fuck the ho, she feelin' like she Blacked
She know that she call my phone, she get the pussy blessed
I'm fuckin' on her face card, I nutted on her chest



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