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Sippin' on lean, I'm off my balance beam, yeah
Sippin' on lean, I'm off my, yeah
Sippin' on lean, I'm off my balance beam
Doin' all this dirt and plantin' seeds
Fuckin' all these hoes and never one
Fuckin' all these hoes I bet wife is one
Fuckin' all these hoes I'm all of 'em
say Tunechi hit the coke and I say aw, fuck it
Then I pull the out and look what I got
Then she stick her tongue out like some high
she stick her tongue out like some high tops
Eyes blush all red she saw a cop
Flag blush all red, we mob out
Shoot you right up in your head your eye brows
And then my young niggas break in your trap
Trigger finger ichin' like in the Empire
I'm just sippin' on lean, I'm off my balance beam
and speakin' could be so challenging
Got these in save mode
know I'm in ape mode
They don't come up to my close
What's the code to that though?
Get the chips and dip like
Body then lay low
Don't come out til that closed
lines til her face froze
Sittin' on top of
Sittin' on like mayo
Like on top of bagel
tomatoes on egg yo
Hustle like I'm broke
got my head hurt
Tec-9 in my leg
I'm limpin' than Fred Durst
I just wanna tie you to the bed and give you head
I don't have a problem gun over your head girl
I'mma it stone on your head girl
Goin' hard, laid all day
Been goin' all day
Pussy would fuck with me
Then I the camels all out of my case
I blow your off, no collar or no stray
No barkin' or stray
I just ordered all the
Blow a hundred G's a panty king
My homie trafficking, he savaging
I'm really playin' money, you just tampering
You playin' with life, why you gambling?
I'm fuckin' on your wife you scrambling
I say who this for, she say your majesty
I pull out a bag of white and she hit and sneeze
She gone cut that nigga off, he a
Now she really 'bout life
She the one for me
And every time we see the
She hold door for me
And every time a package she sample some for me
She no actress but I got her actin' up for me
And all my in cake mode
All my niggas in Tec
Red on your face, you look like Rudolph with the red nose
Tunechi rockin' red
Slit my wrists and I gold
to finnessee a bitch
My of gab came with a red bow
I
Just tie you to the bed and give you head girl
And I, I know I'm probably gonna fuck your head girl
And your nigga
He ain't doin' shit, I done worse
Dirty south, red dirt
down with that work boy
You ain't leavin' here I wed first
Type to your head burst
Oh, lil mama the head work
She my dick 'til my leg lurch
She swallow shit, then burp
that shit, then burp
I fucked her friend first
Her boyfriend be gettin' on her last
ass nigga need a pap smear
Pussy ass nigga need a pap
All my niggas need cash
Fresh pair of bands and a plad
Skateboard, snowboard, and
Lord I'm on my all day
boys all day
Wish a would fuck with us
We'll put a smile off of his
And it all day
chop you up
Put your body parts in the freezer, we got supper for
Yeah, and I'm just fuckin' all these and never wifin' one
I'm just fuckin' all these I bet your wife was one
Tell your ho I said last was fun