Lyrics:
You can mend my socks while I keep you warm
Fallin' in love, I'm fallin' in love
Who'da thunk I'd be drunk as a skunk and fallin' in love
You see I've
i knife
In that one's socks
And I ain't gotta finish story
For you to know how it go
Another brother like me popped by the 5-0
Ain't nothing gone
t white forces
Nike on my socks
Cuban links
All on my t
Touch one and get drop
Aye
I usually say it's right but today I feel
Finesse
I just Woke up
But the socks don't match what you know bout that nigga?
2027 by the time yall get this 'yaqonda?
Smanjemanje with the booze yaqonda?
South
just laid pipe in his daughter
Play it by the book
Bitch I am the author
Got so much drip I be drowning in water
Like how I do it
She say that I
Minaj
Ima young nigga I get lots of guap
Fendi flip flops
Gucci tube socks
Ima rude boy
Ima trap boy
50 racks on me big mood Yea
Big mood
10 racks
out the country
Make money from rockin'
Every Jordan
I match up the socks
I playoff the 12's
With the black and White Sox
Fitted or snap
Buy whatever
polo bro and it's really nothing else
And I'm rockin all black like I'm really in the stealth
I really do it big yeah all up by myself
So back up off me
out
Of course
He is still wearing his smock
It is dripping wet with blood
There are so many colors
The blood is thick, the black smoke burns hot
He
Dolce Gabbana with Vlone socks
Yung Drippy Dri got the streets on lock
I only talk to OG because he know a lot
Free Big Tito and C.I.P. Dot
I knew this
stay slow
I need to say I grew (Say I grew)
This beat made by clayco
Clayco made the beat
Every day I write it's elite (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
ARCC buckled in
throws, bitch on toppy
Gimme free hoes, in the jalopy
Milfs say "mijo," young hoes "papi"
I done jerked so much that I'm sore now
Cum socks got holes cuz
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Fantom)
Smokin' on packs, preferably Black Leprachaun
All of these hoes, they on my arm
All of these bitches, they know I'm
my ass and get bank
I had to sell to get Benjamin Franks
I had to rob to get up in the ranks
I had to run a train on a lil skank
I had to sock that boy
in me so pop that 'pagne up
Holy water poured up in my cup
To heal the scars by knives in my back
Subliminal thoughts still be making things move
But
Pressure
That's why it's hard for me
But I can never get passed it by making sob stories
And hearing someone else talk about it's beyond boring
I'm
I’m Ducked Off
In This Black Shit
A Where My Gun
Like A Stud Where My Strap Went
A Keep It On You
For They Say Your Name In Past Tense
This Hood
They gave us Obama like
It was gonna stop the fight
Like it was gonna stop the cause
Folks still scraping
Trying to find them some socks
Fat Booty, Big Booty Judy
Throw some Larry June on
Come sock it to me
I was posted outside wit the blunt
When you walked by
Coughed up a lung
I seen
trucks
(Well, watch out man-a)
For, when we go a show, we say
We sit down in a box
We watch out di show star by Silver Fox
Him have di weak spot in a him
now that I'm flexed
My a-efx'll quote, when the bridge fell down
And I'ma good ship with the lollipop
Left town so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo black
real
Just listen how I say it
My black Uber’s out in LA yo
These hoes handle balls like a Pele, pro
Milonaki got eyes on your mommy
Spend a few dimes
She's a blacklamb
She's dirt-poor she's an outcast
She's mother Theresa getting poked in the eye
By a black man naughty blacklamb
She's retro
the hours
In their ivory towers
Till there covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
Talkin' 'bout you and me
And the games people play
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