Lyrics:
gotta see it one time
Hit the bitch from the back she feel it in her side
When you lit like me yeah time go by
Been smoking all morning yeah I got too
the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away
I am more than you're thinking
Hey, look at me go
on hands"
All these crackers tryna be me
Y'all some fucking fans
I fucked your bitch, yeah she kept it on the low
He asked me how many times we did it
Uh,
woman was pregnant with Khaza
I put it in throttle and got a new pack delivered
My sister was cryin', she want a new body
I went and got her some ass
went to bummer town, bumping Gucci too deep
Me and my new cutie ghetto fab but with the fat booty
Sucking on my neck, like she was trying to give me
on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for
suit
Bitch, big stick on my body, man, this shit part of my suit
Number nine jean flee, plus they fat blue
Bitch trying to fuck on me, way too up, can't
a lullaby, to pass us by, she's too fly
Never gunshy, hair is blown dry
She craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplify
So when you say, "Yo baby," she ain't
too cheap for Xanax
I miss Biscayne, my loving beachfront town
Oh, dear Biscayne, where only sorrows drown
Down by Biscayne, I keep my look on fleek
Girl tell me what you need, I'mma get for you girl
Cause you know that you're fine and your face ID check
Yeah you that know she leng still, where
at me
Damn that ass fat hear it over the music when it's clapping
She got a nigga but she locked up so Imma try
She say she the only nigga hitting it she
my chrome
Do it for the weak and the strong and to each his own
We do it for the main goal so when all the heat is gone
This game wasn't told to me
bitch from Sacramento didn't suck my dick 'til we hit Saks Fifth
But after that, she went 730
I knew she would from a little birdy
Head so good, got me
Send me a black one
Muzzled in a big fat one
Open with a castrate
Mystery man
He sits here with father
We seem so in love too
Open up
Yeah you, you were going that way so I followed the path right by the bird bath
Until, it was getting too dark so I got my flashlight attached to my
she talked
Well no other woman could compare
She had me drowning but
Now I'm coming up for air
I saw her standing there
She had long black hair
when they see us in traffic
Cause they know we take the scene
And I keep a sexy bitch and yeah boy she gonna spray for me
Her name is Nina by the way
(haha)
Me and Lil Uzi just bought some Audemars (Audemars)
Too many guns, a shootin' star (too many)
What the fuck I need a key? I push start (what)
ever step up
One by one I push 'em down
Fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground
I'm straight from a crooked town
a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a nigga
That's why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
International
They inter-catching you
of Riverton, we fuckin' us a sweet chick
She go vegan on the weekends
Hell naw, you shouldn't be eatin' dick
I got me a freak bitch and she nasty, she wild,
I like a bitch wit a fat ass mean as hell cause she a bad Bitch
She don’t shoot by accident cause she a savage
What that new Chanel baby you can have
fuck cause I do shit for her
Shawty want me to pay the rent for her
Niggas be smokin' that fat, boy
I'm never gettin' too deep, dawg
Niggas smokin'
by a different set of rules
Fat ass full moon
She gay now
Baby daddy doomed
She gay now
Baby daddy doomed
Cause in a Cleveland Minute
Trauma Comes
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