Raf simons kicks, raf simons on my b#tch
Glittered in white gold, n#gg# yo sh#t counterfeit
That b#tch give me dome, make her swallow from the tip
All my hearts is chrome, try to count the price of fit
I’m a bad muhf#cka, posted with a badder b#tch
Got p#ssies on my phone, now my trigger finger itch
Got it on my own, now im trynna up the clique
G O double D, we moving dirty with the blick
You ain’t ever seen some n#gg#s jugging like this [like this
You ain’t even seen some n#gg#s jugging like this [like this]
Eyes bloodshot red, weed scented in the booth
Got these b#tches wanna swallow me because i speak the truth
And these n#gg#s wanna copy me, l told em tie the noose
Got the .45 on me, ill f#ck up yo afternoon
We play with big guns, lookin like it’s something out of doom
Ion give a f#ck bout you, and ya p#ss# little mood
Tell that b#tch come give me mouth, if she wanna get up with the crew
Gotta fly down to the south, get me a package of the boof [of the boof
Flipped that b#tch, put white gold on my tooth [on my tooth
Now i’m taking trips out to the west
Drop bags on a fit, put some supreme upon my chest
Float my bro a pack, and put some icing on my neck [Cash, cash- cash]
You ain’t ever seen some n#gg#s jugging like this
You ain’t ever seen some n#gg#s jugging like this
You ain’t ever seen some n#gg#s jugging like this
You ain’t ever seen some n#gg#s jugging like this
Like this yea
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