I just walked into the function with a hand on my pole
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
(Faint got this bitch jumpin) Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
We shoot at his mans
I be rocking out the stages while you in the stands
Balenciaga my boots no I don't rock no Stan's
Yo bitch f*ck with me don't f*ck with you, you don't got bands
Yeah my plane just landed I'm in Los Angeles
Stole your heart like bandit but it's just a one night stand
My bitch wanna f*ck on camera wanna start an OnlyFans
Told her I'll manage it
As long as nobody else involved Ion give a shit
My boys in the trap whipping they f*cking wrist
Shooter knock you off the map you better f*ckin quit
Feel like a toddler in my closet I be throwing fits
Just went to 2nd Street I copped me some expensive drip
I just walked into the function with a hand on my pole
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
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I just walked into the function with a hand on my pole
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
(Faint got this bitch jumpin) Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
We shoot at his mans
I be rocking out the stages while you in the stands
Balenciaga my boots no I don't rock no Stan's
Yo bitch f*ck with me don't f*ck with you, you don't got bands
Yeah my plane just landed I'm in Los Angeles
Stole your heart like bandit but it's just a one night stand
My bitch wanna f*ck on camera wanna start an OnlyFans
Told her I'll manage it
As long as nobody else involved Ion give a shit
My boys in the trap whipping they f*cking wrist
Shooter knock you off the map you better f*ckin quit
Feel like a toddler in my closet I be throwing fits
Just went to 2nd Street I copped me some expensive drip
I just walked into the function with a hand on my pole
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
(Faint got this bitch jumpin) Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
We shoot at his mans
I be rocking out the stages while you in the stands
Balenciaga my boots no I don't rock no Stan's
Yo bitch f*ck with me don't f*ck with you, you don't got bands
Yeah my plane just landed I'm in Los Angeles
Stole your heart like bandit but it's just a one night stand
My bitch wanna f*ck on camera wanna start an OnlyFans
Told her I'll manage it
As long as nobody else involved Ion give a shit
My boys in the trap whipping they f*cking wrist
Shooter knock you off the map you better f*ckin quit
Feel like a toddler in my closet I be throwing fits
Just went to 2nd Street I copped me some expensive drip
I just walked into the function with a hand on my pole
Ya homie was dissing deads so now ya mans gotta go
Boolin in the back of the club blowing bags of the dro
Moving packs of the coke
Brick all white like the pope
Don't walk up on me boy I keep me a knife Imma poke
Don't pop xans just smoke dope
Rick Owens pants no logo
She smell my cologne, now she bounce on my dick like pogo
Writer: Michael Harding
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