I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
My bitch on a pole, We like, say hi to Santa
We f*cked up band tryna get to Santana
That snowman is frosty, he matching my ice
Her coochie is chocolate, she matching my eyes
I eat more pussy than I ate Macdonalds
I don't got a Uzi, my dick do it all
On my Pennywise shit, I be looking like Ronald
That Vlone don't drip so I got Louis Vuitton
Vialli my jacket and Adidas my shoes
We shopping for drip and I made that bitch choose
Ain't got a problem if we leaving in 2's
But I don't mind hitting your bestie with you
She ate this dick and she didn't even chew
I been in the gutter since 2002
Born in a drug test, I still got the tube
We f*cking for fame, so we using the lube
I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
SadBoyRicky - Santana Lyrics
SadBoyRicky - Santana Lyrics
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I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
My bitch on a pole, We like, say hi to Santa
We f*cked up band tryna get to Santana
That snowman is frosty, he matching my ice
Her coochie is chocolate, she matching my eyes
I eat more pussy than I ate Macdonalds
I don't got a Uzi, my dick do it all
On my Pennywise shit, I be looking like Ronald
That Vlone don't drip so I got Louis Vuitton
Vialli my jacket and Adidas my shoes
We shopping for drip and I made that bitch choose
Ain't got a problem if we leaving in 2's
But I don't mind hitting your bestie with you
She ate this dick and she didn't even chew
I been in the gutter since 2002
Born in a drug test, I still got the tube
We f*cking for fame, so we using the lube
I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
My bitch on a pole, We like, say hi to Santa
We f*cked up band tryna get to Santana
That snowman is frosty, he matching my ice
Her coochie is chocolate, she matching my eyes
I eat more pussy than I ate Macdonalds
I don't got a Uzi, my dick do it all
On my Pennywise shit, I be looking like Ronald
That Vlone don't drip so I got Louis Vuitton
Vialli my jacket and Adidas my shoes
We shopping for drip and I made that bitch choose
Ain't got a problem if we leaving in 2's
But I don't mind hitting your bestie with you
She ate this dick and she didn't even chew
I been in the gutter since 2002
Born in a drug test, I still got the tube
We f*cking for fame, so we using the lube
I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Aint got no gun but I shoot-never miss
MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, f*ck your lil' ring
Niggas want beef I'mma serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee
2010 Jag in my crib 'cause I can
We had no money to sip on 'em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a wave and that shit was the plan, huh
Writer: Sad Ricky
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