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feelin' me
Larger than life baby with crazy respect
You know these alkaholik niguhs guaranteed to get you wet
Don't sweat the technique cause I was put

a real life she gets
Faster from me she escapes
The keyhole dusted and wet
Rusty bars shading my shape...

Sadly lost is the key
Will you see?
A crow deep

(YER)
Just like Flint
Jump on this dick and I'll pay your rent (Aye!)
On a new wave and yo bitch wet
So I swim (Aye!)
You thought it was impossible
But

interrupt me yah
(Yung Mae, yah, bitch)
What you get sent for?
Climb up the billboard
Look from the top of the hill you'll see my name up by the shore
I don't

You're setting sail, you never thought you'd get wet, regret, the rise and fall of every slippery breath, instead.
And I believed it all.
You

all night, seen a couple faces that a nigga ain't tryna see near
Foreigns by the flock in the line and it's alright
Cause you know a nigga got the whole

passion back to back action
Stretch marks was made for traction panties u should start subtracting

Slippery when wet hoping I can get a grip

Let my lips

the streets you know it rings bells
You know we got packs we're going to send by mail
Had to take this shit up a notch
They told me no, and I couldn't go stop

Jet ski jet ski cuffing her arrest me (Arrest meee), Jet ski jet ski no you cannot test me (tests meee) , Jet ski jet ski bitches wanna sex me(sex

the shit that I'm in
Only thing I don't do solo, when she riding
I think I hear violins, do you hear them by a chance?
Back and fourth, back you go, we can

Chocolate Ganache (guhnaash) Layer Cake
Mixed Berry Compote
Classic Tiramisu (teeruhmeesoo)

These desserts are thrown by her
Will occur if you touch

Uhh, Vintage on the track
Uhh, yea

Aye, ain't no others that could match me, yay yay get it on in the back seat
You on two plates? Baby I'm a rack

you a verse then send me a check
Your bitch get wet when I send her a text 
cin't needed no help i ain't got any friends 
Stayed to my grind don't pop

over there strugglin', go help her by the hand
Ayy, she gon' bounce that ass on the way to the supermarket I don't carry cash so you can get whatever's

I may be wrong but never in doubt
The medium peeps is the massage
Don't ask me what's going on
Is there something wrong
Art is anything you can get

Bad, bad bitch, wanna spill my lean off these drugs, bitch, I feel like a fiend
Yeah, I'm in the back, I'm walkin' wide as hell I told the ho, get

got me hot like a jet All I had to do was touch her and the pussy got wet

Bitch, bitch, I'ma die by her spit Style out the way, I don't beef

crushin' on been crossed of my hit list
I talk hot then kick shit
I fox trot on swift shit
You talk so malicious
But never get vicious
I cruise in the heat

know, what's the deal
I know you've been on my shits
No I can't keep on ending there
Each time I'm gonna pass by
I'm just gaining time
Before the next one

giving out free packs like it's Christmas
Told my junkie don't relapse or you get sentenced
Got designer my waist yeah BB Simon's
Price

She shaking ass

to get an advance
Makin a change, Doing a dance
Like Mr. Crocker got ants in my pants
Smoove with the moves back at it again
I got the juice for you and ya

By wearing a broke watch
You don't have clue
Im all inside of you
An influencer
Of what you do
Open your mind
Im coming through
Ill make you see
You

when in a drive by
Nearly got me in the eye eye

But I don't want your nigga
I don't want that no
How you get them
Is how you lost them
That's for sho

Clean his body wet em up drop his Body don't pick em up
Should've never tried me playing Gangsta acting like he tough
Pop out pop back in cause you