Floody
Backpack Wonka
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Wonka Mix… Gold on my teeth On my wrist, a Patek Girl this a hit Where the settlement check Got my hand on success I ain't done with it yet I done buttoned my shirt Like I work at the guess Girl I'm the bomb And my team is a weapon Tick, tick, tick, tick I could blow any second Dodging the devil I'm counting my blessing My bro sat me down Told me nigga you destined They call me Ken And my new chic a Barbie She from New York But this bitch look exotic Daddy Jamaican Her momma Italian She willing throw If fittna buy it Cut off beef shit I'm changing my diet I'm blowing em out So they might as well chalk it Clocking 6 figures shout out my accountant A hell of year, and I ain't even poppin Got 2 degrees Graduated from Towson I got a lil money I need me a rider I told her marry me She told me stop it But she a milf That kid getting adopted Go head and keep it It fell out my pocket Was always sincere when I told you I got you Whipping all black Like I'm straight outta Gotham I'm Growing the beard, like I play for the rockets I want the finest weed If you got it I want the piece With black and yellow diamonds We in a Bentley, this is not a Honda I keep you litty, higher than nirvana I meditate to help me with my karma Baby I'm straight I came in with ballers Suit with the snake Cause I be drippin harder Shorty my tax return Look like your fathers, Holla Love me or Leave me Bitch, Its now or never Hope in the drop top coupe Fit like a sweater I got off the phone When she told me I'm toxic I ain't wanna go, but the money kept calling I ain't fall off, I was tryin get the fetty I been on the run Feel like someone trying get me Showem' A million different ways you can get it Start a lil business Prolly market it on Reddit Suit and tie baby Like I'm boutta run for Senate Paper same color as a Salad Welcome to my palace Stay low key Take advantage Ever since a jit Getting money been a fetish I was in school Made a killing on chronic Pull up on me Imma pull on your bonnet She gon suck me off for I fly out Florida Knew she was a freak When she told me record it I been cooking up See the bubble in the water Hella big drip like I'm Favio foreign I done seen a whole lotta shit In size elevens Knowing what's to come I been talking to my psychic Finishing my list Before I ever kick the bucket Number 69, that I finally see her buss it Buss it, buss it, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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