Lonely boy, gang
Grrrrd, bow
Gang, gang
Shawty text me at 2:45 that b#tch tellin’ me to come over
I’ma rich steppa so i pull up in a rover
Big fat #ss lucky 4-leaf clover
Paper bag will work, face need a makeover
Tell her wassup
Brang all my racks put em’ back in the truck
Don’t need protection i don’t give a f#ck
That lil b#tch so fit yeah, she got nice lips
Although it would look better with my big #ss dick
I hit n’ i dip then i make it out quick
Runnin’ these beats, f#ck in the sheets
I got me some trees, b#tches be steppin on these google meets
Yeah we got, yeah
Blood on the leaves
f#ckin’ this b#tch yeah this b#tch for the streets
I f#ck with b#tches with stiches
Pourin’ em right into ditches
She gave me good head and some kisses
Pourin’ me into a cup, surrounded by wishes
Back in school i was kissin my misses
God in the cloud he was giving me wishes
Playin’ baseball with a pit-ch
I gotta b#tch who don’t snitch
We in hawaii like lilo & stitch
My girl exotic i call her lil’ b#tch
Yeah b#tch, yeah b#tch
Yeah b#tch, yeah b#tch
3,2, yeah b#tch
Yeah b#tch, yeah b#tch
Yeah b#tch, yeah b#tch
Yeah b#tch
Know i keep the stick, yeah
Might shoot it quick
Pullin’ up to your girl, yeah might take a flick
You already know that i be on my wockhardt
b#tches on my dick yeah they know that my glock hard
Stuntin’ on b#tches i’m stuntin on fans
Countin’ theses bands i count with my hand
f#ckin’ that girl cause she got a man
Me and my boys yeah we from the block
Remember them days we was runnin’ from cops
Runnin’ from opps
We with this gun yeah we didn’t stop, right to the top
His face on the curb, might need a mop
Went to the liquor market, no key to start it
b#tch, you just got me started
Yeah i got retarded
I’m your favourite artist
Pawn shop had a new b#tch, and a white wrist
Ok yeah, yeah
b#tch i keep a click, know i shoot this sh#t quick
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