All ass, Lord have mercy All champagne, these bitches thirsty Verserchy, no up, I meant Versace I prolly pull up Roberto over Puffin' on Cali, out in the valley Sippin' on something twerkin' like Miley Twerk, twerk for a real nigga work Promise I won't a word I been on trill shit, way back North Philly nigga, but I'm laid Get shot in your drivin' your Maybach Homey D Clown know I don't that Sippin' dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to Call your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a Try to school me, I'm getting out here Dope dealer, life, back of this soccer jersey draggin', tell PETA I'm swaggin' All these karats like I'm tryna lure in a Just to put it, on my What you doin? I'm doin'
Okay, I walk with a and I talk with a slur I might wear single chain and mix it up with my fur I get every single drink and mix it up til I blur I the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my nerves I need bag full of green like I lawn mow it Doe and all Sean Doe it And I keep it G, yeah, I floor it And I'm pound If her pussy good I might one, two, three, round four it Got her for it Yeah, overthink, never under stress Yeah, I understand, your over, I'm so unimpressed Yeah, and she fuck me raw, unprotect But if I have that rubber on it I feel underdressed Yeah, and I got money under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't sleep all Goyard too cause I ain't cheap Finally Famous, Aura is my I-N-C And I put everything in like I-N-G And when we flyin' private you could bring the gun on us I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us And I got comma on on comma on comma, on comma And I ain't talking no run on sentence Yeah, nigga hot headed so I need that Chili Put my P up on her head like that bitch is reppin' And I wheelie in that pussy my nigga Meek Milly On my way to millis Lawyer drafting up the deep dealies I got rich decided that rich enough When I did it big, bitch, I that ain't big enough Dead Pres, who you up? Who nigga that you hating on, but just can't get enough? Fuck, the jig is up, bitch
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she do? She, just, put heart eyes under my pic nigga That's my bitch her a first class ticket to put the dick in her