Music aging like fine wine
And you know i heard it thru the grape vine
Don’t go time for no time for playtime
Wanna be the biggest but it take time
Hella b#tches cross the state line
I be making money when i lay down
Not the type to treat these b#tches special
Take her to the crib and have a great time
Make a movie call it brainpop
I put on like a tank top
Think you hot but I think not
Like a fancy hoe not a plain thot
Too much for these n#gg#s and I’m three much for these hoes
Baby just me to give her the dick
Beat up the cat and go home
Ain’t no anger management so baby give me hot head
Ima real #ss n#gg# she like “daddy thats what I said”
The picture I paint
Its not what you think
I used to walk and take Lyfts back in the day when the car wouldn’t crank
Its not a prank
Tried to try me its not my fault that im causing a scene
Don’t gotta rap bout hella b#tches
Its obvious, please
Constantly getting better sorry for discrepancy
And don’t you check on me
Unless you gotta check for me
Music aging like fine wine
And you know i heard it thru the grape vine
Don’t got for no time for playtime
Wanna be the biggest but it take time
Hella b#tches cross the state line
I be making money when i lay down
Not the type to treat these b#tches special
Take her to the crib and have a great time
My presentation, no hesitation
Rap to you, don’t cap to you
All factual my n#gg#
You feel me
Aye
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