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for this shit
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So dissatisfied in his cubicle, he sighed
However did it all come to this?
Asking Harry, Dick and Tom, have you turned it off and on?

never passed a class
Damn, I ain't gon' lie, I'm a little dumb
But I can count some fucking money till my fingers numb
If the opps drive by deep as fuck,

the zelle to make that bitch zip
All by myself and I smoke through the zip
I like my bitch stomachless no hips
Leave my phone at the crib fore I leave my

I had a buck fifty for ya bitch, she ridin' this dick with no grips
G O A T
Big Jodie bitch, yeah that's me, keep it a buck
These bitches around me

the anti
Hi!
I'm the bad guy… duh
You can see it when I pass by ya
Think you badder?
That's a damn lie, bruh
Your life's at stake like a vampire
I'm

little bitty bitches they so played out
Made another ten today wow that my day to day now
Wallet like a god damn book just pulled another page out
Aye ok I

all around the globe
They be calling me they daddy, no Maury
She should've been, put it on me, she tardy
Little bitch, I'm a grown man, I ain't tryna

and it came with a dick
A nigga not blind but I keep me a stick
We come to your house and we shoot it up quick
We counting up money, we counting the fast

Give a dog a bone, bitch I'm with this pretty poodle
Posted at the bone fish
Take a shot of bourbon
Followed by some ale

Got it hot as hell
Cause I

little bitch had a pill on her tongue,
Kept swallowing rum,
Now she going dumb,
She say she gon throw up I pass her a tum,
Her legs by her head I fuck till

the bullshit, I'm not go surrender
And by the way that I talk, you can tell I stand out
You didn't contribute to this grind, so don't poke your hand out
I'm

damn you hot
Damn you hot
I'm bouta stir the pot
I'm bouta spend a little money on that drip for my walk
Tryna talk to your friends tell them put me

know by now 
Who you fuckin' with
I’m a talk my shit 
And ride the dick
And turn into a split
You ain’t funkin' with no little girl
This thick chunky

to rearrange
My nigga he just got that switch
And he say he don't need no range
You know you can't get money in this shit

Little ass niggas, they don't got no

the streets, and he ain't do shit
He just love to talk up in the music
Little petty boy
He been a nuisance
I've been on ten, going stupid
As if, you people

I can't mention
And no Scottie, a nigga been pimpin'
And that bitch looking like Mrs. Pippen
And the way that that bitch be on dick, and be feening

problems use solutions little bitch
I got twenty on my line I ain't choosing if you hit
And your friend yo looking good she jacuzzi for this dick
Yeah, I'm

to keep that fire through the winter
My vibe is exclusive you ain't hot then you can't get it
Can't just fuck with every bitch because this dick here is

It so much ice on my wrist, bitch, you can't match this rollie
Fucked  this white, bitch, but she'll  be gone by the morning
Take her  soul, now she

and the Gucci this thing a second on my dick. She said she a foodie
She only eat tea. That's why you stay where she knew me at the last supper eating with my

body, didn't even ask me
Hoes poppin' up like acne, I'd be a ghost by cancelling
These haters can't stand me, Take your bitch, call me a hero like Stanley

little bitty bitch get the fuck off me please
You way out of pocket and you out of your fuckin league
Chill please
It's E-p-i-q-u-at ease
Ugh

Y'all Be

head then you'll die like paleyDick down and save your assMove fast and see your pastLook around and suck a dick Quite well And then live a life like

hunting deer
Walk in my shoes and you too can have a muddy beer
I smell country bitches all through the country air
Put a honeysuckle on my dick and let em