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bitching like a whore 
Love was tough for Roy he might as well been a lil orphan boy
Lets fast forward to high school Roy 
 Same .45 with a pack of noise
 He

to my face 
High like the space 
You
Taking up space
Back 
Sport plus I race that 
Real fast I race that 
Yes I’ll let her taste it 
Transfer then I'm

the jeans new Valentines
Clocked outta work call her money machine
Head you spent bout 4Gs on them brand new Forgees
Shop everyday house by the lake
Out

neurodivergents drug addicted men are dying
Eating plan-b like a cannibalistic hen
I'm a cis man yet my
Logical faculties aren't so stumbly like a defacto

mathematics to this game (Come on, man)
I bought the first egg from P
In my hood I had the biggest chain
I'm voy from Philla's sleepers
To them fat knocks

High as fuck I hit a two-lane switch
Two cups like I got twins
She wanna know what the fuck I do
Wanna where the fuck I been
Get yo bitch in

hurt
My pockets is hefty
My shooters by me and you know they ready
Yo bitch wanna fuck and I know she gon let me
I keep it cool, lil nigga, no yeti
He

Next by the Christmas tree (Huh huh)
Getting High as fuck
Cuz we got that Christmas weed (Yea)
Hoes at the wishing well
Wishing they were really well

granny house
762 knock the dentures out ha fucking mouth
Oh toodles come here lil bitch im bout to slime em out
Uh uh
Its lil dirt huh you know it aint

and we comin' up
I be countin' by blessings I'm one of one
I might just slide with the top down, lil' bitch you ain't gettin nobody
Ridin' around on yo'

my bag
Ima stunt
Im so high
I cannot see
Oh so sad she wanted lunch
I said bye I gotta leave
She cant believe, I am a G
I don't want her, she just want

scrap
That 2020 Beemer engine
reving you aint on that
Man high class fashion
I done twist 3 grams ina back wood
Uh
Imagine me going broke for a lil hoe

(Right to the balls)

Penetration deeper than gold (Yah)
Width I keep it all wall to wall
I'm a miner digging with no cap on
It's a high risk effort when

got her hitting high notes like she tryna sing
I went got a check off a voice, I drip a lil different its making’ her moist
I’ll have SRT’s whip that

on the app
To go back, yeah it's Jack
The live one, founded in
The Noke, where shorty had
Baby cakes 20x a lil poke
A lil poke, do we go for broke
Do we go

on our downtime
We all look the same on the inside
We growing lil by lil can’t be terrified
Can’t live without each other man we coincide
Rise
Find

Lil' mama a soldier how she stand up And salute
She fuckin' with me no she don't Wanna fuck with you
High fashion like Rihanna and she Lookin' kinda

writing bars
I'm the prodigal son soon followed by millions
Ama turn to a star
Then go back home in my new foreign car
No need for speed
Ama take it slow

smart as fuck, I got this bitch straight out of Yale
Yale, Yale, Yale, Yale

And you know I'm high as fuck, my eyes just red, but they was just pale

rich, get right Never gonna broke again, lil bitch I'm doing fine
High up in the sky again, sparking up a zip again
People talking shit again, looking

Shawty Unique
East side lil ma wit a nice GA peach
Louis V sheets when we fuck she a freak
Peep from the back she got ass for da week
No filter ma

than the oven
You ain't balling lil nigga you posting another nigga money
It look like by myself but I got shooters all around me
These niggas think it's

up till I'm six feet in the grave
I don't want no sex,  lil mama

Talk to me when you get paid
I don't need no gun, my niggas steady givin'  fades

the pope no
In and out then im gone
Fucked lil shawty outta her thong
She get wetter by my tone
Let her know when she can come
Yea

My Beyoncé got that dome