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Phone on 1 Imma make dis quick
Trust no one but my 4 fif
Trap goin nuts I ain’t got no nicks , bro keep dat cannon pirate ship
Smoking on cookie counting dubs dats crisp
Jus want ya pussy keep da love lil bitch
Young nigga got it out the mud , like a stick , quick pop up hit em like a lick
Ain’t have no papa , is what it is
Ain’t have no guidance , ain’t that a bitch
Coulda went to college , shit wasn’t meant , money got mileage , run it up
Perpetually
Bitch imma dog check da collar Nd da pedigree , gave em head starts Nd dese niggas not ahead of me
Smoking on gas so loud it’s deafening
Spitting this shit wit intentions of deadening
Did it on my own , so fuck watchu was telling me
Never took a loan , but I took a couple felonies
Real ass nigga ain’t shit that you can tell a g
Student of da game but it ain’t no failing me
Iiiiiii don’t fight
You can keep da flailing
I’m sending shells , sailing
Got a white bitch , she got glasses steady tryna run shit , Sarah Palin
Put dick in her bladder , black lives matter , make her yell it
She gimme head , cuz she not selfish
I’m in her neck , I’m in her pelvis
Drop deuce til I’m dead I feel like Elvis
Cop duece , nah dats dead , Nd it’s rotten smelling
On da deuce , I was pourin up da deuce by the seven
Plus eleven , sipping , chilling , kickin back wit my brethren
At the present , I be jettin to da checks nd to my lettuce
Smoking cabbage wit da baddest , hand full of yams , she ain’t mad about it
Bitch I been da man , never had to shout it
Give her dick on demand , keep my woman smiling
Young nigga childish , I keep toys round me so keep wyling boy if you wantin to
Fuck her off the fit ain’t no tellin what da funds a do
Niggas think you snitchin , can’t fuck witchu
Thought you walked up in the kitchen , nah it’s jus da booth
Mean bitch she a cutie but her ass a lil Rudy like Huxtable , it’s unjustable
Switchin on da bros
Blitzin up the road , gotta get it
Missions , wit my misses
I be sliding wit my mistress
Guiding lights up out the trenches
Synchronistic
