[Verse]
I'ma just sip on the mud, yeah
Ten racks, I can’t-, s- huh
Ten racks, I can’t go, yeah (Go)
She wanna call my phone right now, yeah (She wanna call my-, yeah)
Pfft, uh, smoke that gas, I’m a stoner, ayy
Pass the-, ayy, ayy
She wan’ fuck?, I’m down, yeah (I’m down)
I been feeling down, yeah
She want-, yeah, yeah
Why she call my phone, yeah? (Why she call my)
Sh- (Uh, uh), she want-, uh, uh, yeah
That bitch, she got a lil' bone to pick, she play with my boner, yeah (Play with my boner)
Uh, big ass stick, big ass Glock (Big ass Glock)
I can feel that Rick, good ass job
Bad ass bih', give good rimjob
That boy, he say he got a bone to pick, we kill that dawg (Kill that dawg)
Send him up, send him by
Send that boy to God
[?]
20, we drop 50, mhm
Maybach, yeah we flip it, yeah
The window, yeah, we five percent it, yeah
We get him cut down, he slippin’
.556, don’t miss shit
We flip him, that nigga slippin'
That boy pussy, we gon’ bitch him
She a freak, shoot like Piston
You must think, I want attention
(I’m doing good)
That’s the reason I'm winnin'
Yeah, I'm doing good, ain't no sin
I smoke wood, I drink gin
What she want? Spend my bands
She look good, she a ten
Say I shouldn’t, bitch, I did
I want nucks, I want tinteds
It's 1oneam, I'm listening to Zen
It's 1am, in my feelings again
I'm prayin' to god, I'm like, "Amen"
Why'd I buy, this ho shit?
He get bombed, a lot of my bitches keep texting my phone
[?]
These niggas be broke, they shoppin' at Ross
Lil' nigga talkin 'bout smoke, he don't want none of that
I fuck her good, now she runnin' back
She giving head, where yo' tongue at?
All that Wock', I drunk that
He want to talk, we smoke that
Yeah, new Saint Laurent bag
Bitch ass nigga, we on that (Bitch ass nigga, we-)
I'ma just sip on the mud, yeah
Ten racks, I can’t-, s- huh
Ten racks, I can’t go, yeah (Go)
She wanna call my phone right now, yeah (She wanna call my-, yeah)
Pfft, uh, smoke that gas, I’m a stoner, ayy
Pass the-, ayy, ayy
She wan’ fuck?, I’m down, yeah (I’m down)
I been feeling down, yeah
She want-, yeah, yeah
Why she call my phone, yeah? (Why she call my)
Sh- (Uh, uh), she want-, uh, uh, yeah
That bitch, she got a lil' bone to pick, she play with my boner, yeah (Play with my boner)
Uh, big ass stick, big ass Glock (Big ass Glock)
I can feel that Rick, good ass job
Bad ass bih', give good rimjob
That boy, he say he got a bone to pick, we kill that dawg (Kill that dawg)
Send him up, send him by
Send that boy to God
[?]
20, we drop 50, mhm
Maybach, yeah we flip it, yeah
The window, yeah, we five percent it, yeah
We get him cut down, he slippin’
.556, don’t miss shit
We flip him, that nigga slippin'
That boy pussy, we gon’ bitch him
She a freak, shoot like Piston
You must think, I want attention
(I’m doing good)
That’s the reason I'm winnin'
Yeah, I'm doing good, ain't no sin
I smoke wood, I drink gin
What she want? Spend my bands
She look good, she a ten
Say I shouldn’t, bitch, I did
I want nucks, I want tinteds
It's 1oneam, I'm listening to Zen
It's 1am, in my feelings again
I'm prayin' to god, I'm like, "Amen"
Why'd I buy, this ho shit?
He get bombed, a lot of my bitches keep texting my phone
[?]
These niggas be broke, they shoppin' at Ross
Lil' nigga talkin 'bout smoke, he don't want none of that
I fuck her good, now she runnin' back
She giving head, where yo' tongue at?
All that Wock', I drunk that
He want to talk, we smoke that
Yeah, new Saint Laurent bag
Bitch ass nigga, we on that (Bitch ass nigga, we-)
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