Feen$
Theorykun
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(I could give a f*ck bouta' bitch, nah) (Yea) (Listen) (Hey) (Huh) Nigga I pulled up swimming Water on the beat You know I'm gifted Nigga I got that money machine When it go, (frr beep) I'm gifted Nigga I do this shit I'm lifted She wanna' flex all on Insta' Got yo' bitch on me off the bars Now she wanna' suck on me, like 'is she?' Is she really wanna' get this freaky? Hold up Leave that bitch she don't need me Nigga I'm a Pisces nigga I'm swimming In this bitch lifted, smoking of piff Smoking on gas like I'm at that 7 Nigga 7 on till I'm lifted Put a nigga to work Put a nigga to work Put a nigga to work to the word, I'm hurt Nigga I'm fly like a bird, what's the word Nigga I'll give you eleven that's heard Yea, nigga it's cool, nigga what the f*ck I'll be there in 20 max like what I trust you nigga I ain't rushing you nigga Pulled up I blessed you, I touched you Nigga's don't really wanna' fucking care bout' the money when it comes through But guess what, I come through Remind me to get my bag Niggas is pulling up yea real mad Nigga I'll take yo' bitch cause she was sad Gave her a bar, now she feeling so glad What do you think The time that I had Nigga you knew, nigga you knew what I had Niggas is pulling up, acting brand new Imma just shoot em, yea dodo-dodo (dododo) Niggas is talking that shit but they fake Imma' pull up Imma' swim in the lake Swim in the water or swim in the ocean My nigga I'm mixing the lean with the potion She wanna' come through cause she know that she need me Nigga I'm fresh, fresh like the T.V. Only when you come, yea come through the screen Niggas is talking this shit but they feens Hi I guess I’m a feen You call up the plug Then bitch what you need We pack up a blunt like we pack up a scene Don’t change up the channel I'm amazing to see Look your eyes, then you say O.G You say it three times, I pray for homie We snapping, surpassing Any O.G. My momma don’t lie That’s what she told me Don’t trust any bitch, milk her for cheese But there comes big papa Doink is my weed I’m over explaining Opposite winning I'm never gon lose Snorlax all y’all levels is foo Slide shoot a bitch, act like Tom Cruise Nigga I’m hot, new sandals new booth Nigga I rock, two papers cuts ooh Slide in a melody Aliyah like oo Snap like r kelly I wish she was you My guest my bitch is Serena Your guest haha is Madea Swim bouta mop, who gon clean up Theory on god I was gon' clean up You may not remember us But you gon' see us These shells you need like bread so eat em Blunt rolled thick In the back how I teach her Black on black, my favorite feature LSD on the back of her keister She a feen, she a big eater White girl fresh off the boat I look off horizons, I’m blessed for my coast If a nigga want beef, prepare them a roast Theory ain’t minding y’all business promote Look at my amour dododo No it don't rust Ain’t gone fuss, snap like Russ Stimulus flipping quick 8 from 1 Theory on the TNT smoke a blunt
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Written by: John Rodgers, Joshua Delossantos
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