Don’t Slip Tony Shhnow

(We're in the streets[?])
I'm on a whole 'nother level with this shit dawg *cough* *cough*
I swear to god [?] fly Hartsfield-Jackson nigga *cough* *cough*
And this shit ain't even nothing either [?] bad bitch, I just thought I'd let you niggas know how I feel you know what I mean, like-

Verse 1:
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I smoke on the finest of finest (finest)
I tell her she fine, and she tell me she love me, I tell her don't try to be honest (baby)
She got somebody and I got somеbody but nobody know it I promise (I promise)
I know it feel real but I'm cautious (I'm cautious)
Shе got a nigga but he ain't that nigga and she wanna fuck with some boss shit (come here)
Her body petite when she take off them clothes she got curves Imma tell her she slim thick (ooh)
She said "Tony you stuck on that bullshit" (yeah)
[?], but I understand if you ain't cool with it
Not around

Shit nothing go right in a life full of spite
But despite what you might you could think what you llike
And I like what you like but 'ight I'm 'ight
My diamonds hit in the night but that's nothin' it's light
You should see the way she ride me
When she get the wheel she a Harley
I'm dressed to a T I get fits off Steve Harvey

She love me hard and I love her too, partly
We came back to drink then we fuck in the party
She drive her a camry Her body a 'Rari
She like my sweater I got it from Marni
I like her body she shaped like a barbie
I like em possessive remind me of Cardi
She want a money bag but she ain’t Ari