(Chorus) Girl your a for a king all i want is sneak under the started in the car, but she was up the seats told me fuck her a thug I'm addicted to these streets man.
(Verse) Picture perfect, hips are is cheap, but shit its worth it. if certain was never promised to the kid so im a frequent Friday the weekend, shots to the liver shots off of bitches no chase, straight these niggas serving weight, you need to get your tips up baby this a robbery, i call it a up only difference is, face and your hips up. long nights, lights flicker, she addicted to the kid because she heard them figures I'm a player but that pussy make a nigga or its the alcohol, shit if its problems, ill condone but all them niggas sitting court go al capone any objections, only 19 making ill go on with you rapper i sierra, like i been working like a slave, i stopping till we on, then were gone nigga i tell her this is not a drill baby, anything i do i fucking do that shit foreal,
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(Verse 2)
Pray i go major (2x) because if i do i to god I'm taking over walk up into cooperate, have my niggas flipping tables i on it for a minute so i you pay attention they say the eyes are the to your soul, Gucci shades are used as curtains bitch i keep my windows tinted, we winning.
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