Lyrics:
blow
cll white like the catholic pope
Lil bitches tryna elope
Young nigga I will not go broke
Taking bitches somewhere, remote
Im to busy tryna get dough
Girl how did the time go by
I shed a few tears last night
Damn, girl how did the time go by
It feels just yesterday
We crossed paths for the very
and see me fall
Walkin' wit my head down, straight, dependin' on y'all
The call me Honcho, I like to sparkle
I'm 'bout to barbecue a bitch like
in my eyes,
[Chorus]
Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl)
Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl)
Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl
in my eyes,
[Chorus]
Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl)
Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl)
Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl
Peeping that demo I can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down that you never did this before
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types baby fathers
it like girl get off that, all facts
She call, like where you at? Girl I'm chilling now, no laws, don't play by rules, she's a Villain now, fall off,
leave me alone
Countin' all this guala up, I swear I need some more
Once I get my bands up, all the friends on go
They on go, I got hoes by the eney miny
lil bitch, I'm a damn prince
If you wanna run up, that lil nigga finna go
Cause these niggas is on fast, they really tryna steal my flow
Cause I don't
they knock his head right off his shoulders
Lil bro always on the mission, I told him chill and stay focused
We gon' be in a hot box, lil bro you just
She got a glock in her purse
Bad lil bitch put my dick up her skirt
She want my D, I'ma Mav bitch like Dirk
And my dogs Yeah them niggas go berserk
All of my diamonds be wet baby VVS
She almost had a lil baby, had to go to CVS
I only aim for the head why the fuck he rocking a vest
I'm like
to say
On what to say
And i can't build the courage but always regret when you go away
I've been thinking of you every day
Girl, every day
All the times
of them Crystal bottles
I pop that and I'm bout to go and find me
A new mall to shop at
I'm out the heart of the hood
Niggas like to bust heads and look
Never will I let up, the girls that couldn't talk on the phone is givin' the head up
How much of this can measure? No scale, I was eyeballin' that
wanna know what I've been thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you another spot to chill
'cause I've been drinkin'
'cause we see a light
ain't ya man but we can just pretend
Hit the mall girl I got enough to spend
And you could go home to him, I ain't hating him
'Cause see you just my
ain't ya man but we can just pretend
Hit the mall girl I got enough to spend
And you could go home to him, I ain't hating him
'Cause see you just my
relationship like a Dutch ima really keep it blunt
No I'm not here for no games
My heart is so cold but my head filled with flames
Lonely boy watch me go sit in
up)
Lil Pump might go shoot ya (Pop, pop)
Whip up the pot, like I'm Martha Stewart (Brrt)
I got no diploma, but I got a Ruger (Ruger)
Don't test me,
the girl of your dreams
Just the head cause lil shorty a four
She a thotty I put her on tour
If she fucking she work for the tour
Light skin but I stay in
Girl, I know we
Girl, I know we, uh
Like, girl, I know we, uh, yeah, let's go
Girl, I know we just friends, honestly, girl, it's nothing to it
But
with a good heart
Livin in a cold world , warmer when Im sexing you
Caressing you
Girl I was thinking bout go head and texting you
Back to the caking up
ducking from it
Had to learn my lesson I was Runnin from it
If you want smoke then go head and roll up
Told her wait a second need to hold up
Homie in
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