Niggas fibbing shit be bogus
Still be whipping like it's stolen
Save no bih we ain't heroic
Paint a picture with the potions
I take drugs to keep me focused
I was trapping out Toyota's
Had a package in my sofa should be glad this shit is over
But I ain't gon' lie I miss that shit
Guess time flies when a nigga gets rich
2 fine dimes had 2 ask if they twins
Had 2 line up the wooks had 2 bring my
Rude as f*ck ain't got no manners
She get mad when I don't answer
Turn my room into a runway
She a model not a dancer
But that cat sound like a jet for real
Doulie with the Texas wheels
I might buy my bih some titties double up her sex appeal
Got these niggas vexed for real
And I ain't even flex for real
I just told my mama to sit back and never stress a bill
I got us
I been grinding like my pops does
Came in f*cked the game up
I'm surprised ain't got it knocked up
Gots knots tucked shoebox money you do not touch
If it's smoke then dough go to them bakers have 'em pop up
I ain't lift a finger on that boy because my gang'll do 'em
Tints up on the whip ain't got no point if hollows banging through 'em
Shit lotta monsters in the clique
Who would do it for the chips
You say it's up I call it twins
One hits tires one hits tints either way the whip gets rinsed
Say the cheddar got him swissed
Was in the islands with my bih
No connection case dismissed
I heard he cropped and sparked a blizz
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Niggas fibbing shit be bogus
Still be whipping like it's stolen
Save no bih we ain't heroic
Paint a picture with the potions
I take drugs to keep me focused
I was trapping out Toyota's
Had a package in my sofa should be glad this shit is over
But I ain't gon' lie I miss that shit
Guess time flies when a nigga gets rich
2 fine dimes had 2 ask if they twins
Had 2 line up the wooks had 2 bring my
Rude as f*ck ain't got no manners
She get mad when I don't answer
Turn my room into a runway
She a model not a dancer
But that cat sound like a jet for real
Doulie with the Texas wheels
I might buy my bih some titties double up her sex appeal
Got these niggas vexed for real
And I ain't even flex for real
I just told my mama to sit back and never stress a bill
I got us
I been grinding like my pops does
Came in f*cked the game up
I'm surprised ain't got it knocked up
Gots knots tucked shoebox money you do not touch
If it's smoke then dough go to them bakers have 'em pop up
I ain't lift a finger on that boy because my gang'll do 'em
Tints up on the whip ain't got no point if hollows banging through 'em
Shit lotta monsters in the clique
Who would do it for the chips
You say it's up I call it twins
One hits tires one hits tints either way the whip gets rinsed
Say the cheddar got him swissed
Was in the islands with my bih
No connection case dismissed
I heard he cropped and sparked a blizz
Still be whipping like it's stolen
Save no bih we ain't heroic
Paint a picture with the potions
I take drugs to keep me focused
I was trapping out Toyota's
Had a package in my sofa should be glad this shit is over
But I ain't gon' lie I miss that shit
Guess time flies when a nigga gets rich
2 fine dimes had 2 ask if they twins
Had 2 line up the wooks had 2 bring my
Rude as f*ck ain't got no manners
She get mad when I don't answer
Turn my room into a runway
She a model not a dancer
But that cat sound like a jet for real
Doulie with the Texas wheels
I might buy my bih some titties double up her sex appeal
Got these niggas vexed for real
And I ain't even flex for real
I just told my mama to sit back and never stress a bill
I got us
I been grinding like my pops does
Came in f*cked the game up
I'm surprised ain't got it knocked up
Gots knots tucked shoebox money you do not touch
If it's smoke then dough go to them bakers have 'em pop up
I ain't lift a finger on that boy because my gang'll do 'em
Tints up on the whip ain't got no point if hollows banging through 'em
Shit lotta monsters in the clique
Who would do it for the chips
You say it's up I call it twins
One hits tires one hits tints either way the whip gets rinsed
Say the cheddar got him swissed
Was in the islands with my bih
No connection case dismissed
I heard he cropped and sparked a blizz
Writer: phileus mafioso
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