Yeah, yeah
Android 18, pop that p#ss# just for me
In that Tommy jeans tee
Vintage 1993
My Chuck Taylor CDG
All I speak is guapanese
I don’t pop no Molly, silly b#tch
I’m off a Senzu Bean, ayy
Tommy on my waist
Cigarillo to the face
On a jet ski, all day
Some’ like Wave Race
Bathin’ Ape down to my socks
Gorilla, my camouflage
In that Dolce and Gabbana
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and drop the top
Lil’ b#tch give me top
Then it’s right back to this guap
Louie luggage, marijuana nuggets, coconut Cîroc
Tommy boxers on my nuts
‘Cause I gets a lotta bucks
Got a hundred iPhones
And they all blowin’ up
Got a brick of backwoods and they all gettin’ stuffed
Dendae camouflage, same color in my blunt
I’m with Gina, Jen, and Jenny
In thе Beamer, Benz, or Bеntley
If you wanna spend some money, honey
You know I got plenty
Watch me whip it ’round the city
Pulled up clean in that 350
Diamonds on me drippin’ pretty
Shawty let me pet the kitty
Sippin’ on this coke and Henny
Like f#ck it, let’s get the Remy
Your lil’ b#tch, she f#ckin’ with me, ayy
Yeah, don’t tempt me, ayy
Imported Bape garns straight from Japan, ayy
I f#ck a b#tch and roll a blunt and then we throw a band
Chryse in that pink mink, some’ like Killa Cam, ayy
R.I.P to Pressy, R.I.P to Yams
Yeah, ayy
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