**** ***** them **** ****** my blunt bigger than these Lil' ****** Keep stuntin with your ***** ass you’ll get Jacked and Jilled ***** **** wrong with these sissy ****** I’m smoking that Bill Bixby ***** I’m spendin money spendin money Ben Franklin dizzy ***** Your ***** on my **** I told her I was busy She say “Wayne on me Wayne on me” cause yo ass need drizzlin’ That ***** came gift-wrapped bow and a ribbon And if she bounce that ass then I’m dribblin That ***** so wet it turned into a Gremlin There’s only one me ain’t no equivalent She give me brain brain like trivia I got a black ***** and a red ***** I call them hoes Aunt Vivian Chopper knock your face off Black shades Ray Charles I be killing young hoes I got your ho up in my graveyard I ain’t working with a full deck But I pull out that Ace card she grab that **** with 2 hands Like she about to pray for it clips hanging no curfew **** you and who birthed you I’m shining like church shoes Birdman Jr y’all birdfood I’m bout it I said I’m about to cum She opened her mouth: water fountain When I’m on the scene I’m on that lean ***** I’m drowsy Man I’m so high I don’t know what I’m laughing about I got bars ***** And it’s happy hour
Riding round with them choppas not them ninas
Riding around with a ***** named Molly and she on Molly – ha ***** I put my foot in your ass karate
Man these ****** can’t see me like a diary Smoke that **** let’s get irie Nina shut up that ***** got a silencer Top of the gun there is a scope I close one eye I look like a pirate **** it Trukfit my ***** up Tunechi lee big **** I’m getting my **** sucked I blow **** like it’s dust Spacehead: love ***** hate feds Just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider Told her drive it like it got 8 legs I’m a made *****: Machiavelli That Mack-11 necessary I’m a hard head: I pop the cherry No ***** no rats no Tom and Jerry They say your friends are your enemies Well my friends are imaginary I’m the **********in resolution like the 1st of January My ride cold and my ***** hot I’m tired as hell but my **** not I don’t gas no ***** no pitstop Smoke Barney and Baby Bop Y’all ****** act like lady cops My ****** smoke like coffee shops That’s syrup gang wafflehouse Gunfight I’ll knock you out My ***** ******* is poppin out We poppin up and we get it poppin Mask on gloves on Like Mickey Mouse clips stickin out Like Nicki’s ass Smoking on that sticky bag Weezy F: I’m big and bad Small feet but I kick your ass I’m the trigger man that shooting star Eat that ***** like caviar She treat that **** just like a straw How you like them apples Microsoft Now wipe it off I do Liv on Sundays: church Step off in that ************ fresher than some Certs
Uuh Who the **** is Stevie J I got the ball playing keepaway Kidnap your ass kill your ass Then hide your ass like an Easter Egg It’s Hollygrove to my deathbed Just make sure my pillow’s fluffed Hit a ***** with a million shots What you call that A million bucks Good **** we pass around Money talks: mine got a nasty mouth It’s Young Money Cash Money Til the **********in day I’m Cashin Out
Riding round with them choppas not them ninas
Your ***** wanna come round her where the grass is greener And if you passing that **** I’m the wide reciever
Ad lib Tunechi follow the leader *****
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