Triple black dat whip
Flames out the pipe like night rider
Popped a tinch and I just rolled a wood in looking for my lighter
4-5 G-Lock in my hand I'm Donald trump who getting fired
Carry the game all in my back wit a bad bih like Mariah
Za all in my slapwood ion think nobody higher
We on set and she tryn sex me
Pull out camera make a film
Got it lit like candles
Straight out Bama
She got curves I got kyrie handles
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Came out her body like the exorcist
Took a tinch of ecstasy
Lil bitch head ain't talm bout none make me miss my ex lil shit
Give me head on the road drive reckless
I done missed my exit shit
They ball me GUAP and I'm chasing dollars but a dime sittin next to me
Thomas Kosmala that heaven scent
Take a wood put a 7 in it
Rock karats with all these bunnies round
Counting spinach
Roll celery
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Blue biscotti blunts
Smoke all in my lungs
Custom made that color way know GUAPO
One of dem ones
Drop codeine In a clean sprite it look like purple punch
Italian made my jeans tight no stylist putting it on
Skull head my biker chain
They bite like viper fangs
Roll up ignite the flame
Want smoke we nitrous gang
Pocket stuff big head frank
Blue strips on er bank
30 round 50 round 100 round
Green tips in er thang
Screaming out WHOOOOOOP 6 Deuce
Sippin on red drank
I like to hang out the roof
Pull up in a red tank
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
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Triple black dat whip
Flames out the pipe like night rider
Popped a tinch and I just rolled a wood in looking for my lighter
4-5 G-Lock in my hand I'm Donald trump who getting fired
Carry the game all in my back wit a bad bih like Mariah
Za all in my slapwood ion think nobody higher
We on set and she tryn sex me
Pull out camera make a film
Got it lit like candles
Straight out Bama
She got curves I got kyrie handles
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Came out her body like the exorcist
Took a tinch of ecstasy
Lil bitch head ain't talm bout none make me miss my ex lil shit
Give me head on the road drive reckless
I done missed my exit shit
They ball me GUAP and I'm chasing dollars but a dime sittin next to me
Thomas Kosmala that heaven scent
Take a wood put a 7 in it
Rock karats with all these bunnies round
Counting spinach
Roll celery
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Blue biscotti blunts
Smoke all in my lungs
Custom made that color way know GUAPO
One of dem ones
Drop codeine In a clean sprite it look like purple punch
Italian made my jeans tight no stylist putting it on
Skull head my biker chain
They bite like viper fangs
Roll up ignite the flame
Want smoke we nitrous gang
Pocket stuff big head frank
Blue strips on er bank
30 round 50 round 100 round
Green tips in er thang
Screaming out WHOOOOOOP 6 Deuce
Sippin on red drank
I like to hang out the roof
Pull up in a red tank
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Flames out the pipe like night rider
Popped a tinch and I just rolled a wood in looking for my lighter
4-5 G-Lock in my hand I'm Donald trump who getting fired
Carry the game all in my back wit a bad bih like Mariah
Za all in my slapwood ion think nobody higher
We on set and she tryn sex me
Pull out camera make a film
Got it lit like candles
Straight out Bama
She got curves I got kyrie handles
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Came out her body like the exorcist
Took a tinch of ecstasy
Lil bitch head ain't talm bout none make me miss my ex lil shit
Give me head on the road drive reckless
I done missed my exit shit
They ball me GUAP and I'm chasing dollars but a dime sittin next to me
Thomas Kosmala that heaven scent
Take a wood put a 7 in it
Rock karats with all these bunnies round
Counting spinach
Roll celery
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Blue biscotti blunts
Smoke all in my lungs
Custom made that color way know GUAPO
One of dem ones
Drop codeine In a clean sprite it look like purple punch
Italian made my jeans tight no stylist putting it on
Skull head my biker chain
They bite like viper fangs
Roll up ignite the flame
Want smoke we nitrous gang
Pocket stuff big head frank
Blue strips on er bank
30 round 50 round 100 round
Green tips in er thang
Screaming out WHOOOOOOP 6 Deuce
Sippin on red drank
I like to hang out the roof
Pull up in a red tank
Made in Italy that's what that Gucci tee said
F*ck it it's 5 o'clock somewhere go head and pop dat g6
Dropped a tinchy in the sprite and hit it wit a remix
We on the road just me and bro we got two hoes and 3 blicks
Just took that profit from my show and spent it all in neimans
Fell in love wit racks I need it
Rolling up that za I breathe it
Writer: Ryan Lindsey
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