Self made n#gg#
Put my self on
Just made 20 bands on cell phone
You ain’t talking cash
Move the hell on
Gott Bad b#tch
Fat #ss her hair long
Me and broke n#gg#s don’t get along
When ya Money talk b#tches
Love to sing along
Love to roll play
Acting Nia long
Every Friday I send her #ss back home
Wana it I cop
Cannot be stopped
I’m headed straight to the top spot
Cream of the crop
Serving yoblock
You cannot get this at top shop
You Talking a lot
Get yo #ss blocked
Your Mouth is cheaper than hot spots
Stacking these bands
I money dance
Broke #ss n#gg#s just cha cha
I’m Laughing straight to the bank
Do what I want
Give a f#ck what u think
Balling on n#gg#s
Go hard in thе paint
No limit I might pull up in a tank
Drippin tidewater
That’s all that I drink
Walking on water
No I cannot sink
I f#ckеd ya daughter on top of the sink
Tikoon send her back home in a brinks
21 b#tches ima savage
And they all top
10 Nothing average
AP mode
In my baggage
Putting VA on the Atlas
f#ck her every night she gladys
Stretch her body out like Elastic
Bedroom looKing like gymnastics
Only place I ever lie is on the mattress
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