Reach for my chain that’s how a b*tch die
Blew out his head Splashed him like tide
We sending you up We not flying kites
But when I see you It’s still up like a kite
Y’all shoot in the air Like 4th of July
You really ain’t bout its time to be quiet
If I catch you outside I get lit like a light
F*cked the b*tch hard She said she can’t feel her stomach
I’m taking my time And ik that she lovin it
Might’ve f#cked yo b#tch And you didn’t hear nothing
You already know how I’m coming
She suck me up Then I’m back on the run
Cause I got a t***y And I shoot that b*tch just for fun
And I told you b*tch n*gga im on what you on
I might be skinny But I’m smoking some strong
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