I got this drip on my neck
Its so icy like a glacier
Choppa make him do a kickflip
Just like a skater
Got yo b#tch on my dick
Kick her out
Ill f#ck her later
p#ss# just like a {?}
Call in and she won’t cater
AD put her on a black list
Call me James Spader
Got the {?}
Turn him to a raider
If that p#ss# talk down
We gon hit him with the laser
#ss bouncing up and down
Like push ups on the grand pacer
With the mixed b#tch licking
All the races tryna claim her
Hoes running across the globe
But I ain’t a f#cking chaser
I got 1, 2, 3
4 5 6 7 b#tches at my crib
They knockin on the door
Told them b#tches throw it back
Or I’m goin send they #ss home
You know made that p#ss# tight
Whеn she was talkin on the phone
Imma pull up on thе p#ss#
Make him run like google chrome
b#tches in the back
They askin AD what’s with all the noise
Shut the f#ck up b#tch
Get on my dick
And use it like a toy
Pour a four and sip it dirty
We gon mix it with LaCroix
Drop the top
My whip is swinging left
We drifting with the {?}
Tire spin
Smoke up in the air
So we gon light it there
f#ck her up
Top down on the gang
And we gon fight a man
Fireman
Point that sh#t at me
And come and {?}
Smoke up in my lungs
I blow it out till I get higher damn
Till I get higher man
Who the f#ck you hidin man
Pass it back and forth
And smoke me
Can y’all tell I’m retired man
{?} all on my body
And she look like Mariah damn
AD why you talk that sh#t
Because I motherf#cking can
Thought that b#tch was done with me
But now she just came back for more
Drivin down the coast
I got your b#tch with me
She givin {?}
I got my girl
And she just hit my phone
Answer this she ask like
f#ck you AD when you coming home
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