“CHORUS
“I fall up in that b#tch and I’m Bustin
Them other n#gg#s they ain’t saying nothing
I don’t love her
Damn sure don’t trust her
She just wants the check mane
I just need a rubber
I fall up in that b#tch and it on
Imma beat it up till the dawn
In the morn
n#gg# gotta skirt
Gotta get the bag
So I’m headed to the work”
VERSE 1
“I fall up in that b#tch wrist bustin
Ain’t no touching
Or imma get to bucking
Shorty I be rushing
Ain’t got time for loving
I ain’t Big Pun
But this n#gg# be crushing
Quick introduction
Then we flee the scene
Like when you run up on the opps
And you hit em with the beam
She thought it was a dream
Till she woke up in the villa
With a pound of that Za
On sheets softer than Chinchilla
VERSE 2
I fall up in that b#tch and I’m bustin
Gave me so much head
Almost caught a concussion
No discussions
On sweating and some f#cking
IPhone on DND
So there’s no interruptions
Had her erupting
Mane you know that
Hoping I pics her
Like a Kodak
But I’m married to the streets
I gotta go back ”
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