Lyrics:
know that I can't mess with evil love
I got the forty, It's floating all in my cup
Poking a cookie, I'm getting high off a dub
I got the rackies,
my heart is frozen, but my ice is golden
Stick on my hip, shit poking
Run up on me we smoke em, Who in that blunt you smoking?
Who in that blunt you
uppers bitch I'm geeked big extendo poking out my pockets playin hide and seek got some dope from cross the water set up shop I'm in these streets Nigga
I'm sick of the foes day dreaming,
Sitting there picking their nose, they're flicking their bogeys
Ricky's a pro, I'm sick of the posing,
Poking holes
taking my revenge
Yiu approach and i reach airs a reflex
Too many killed, just maybe I could be next
Fuck with me, it's like poking at a bees nest
You'll
remember)
Ive been poking these holes in they belly
Put my money in my head, in my—
They resists, I can't remember
Ive been popping my cup
Popping-popping my
Hoe don't you test me
I got hella racks poking outside these distressed jeans
Talk to 'em
They know that I ain't nun to play with
So change the game
Yeah, she thick it's poking out, she rollin' my dank
I know what you think, I know what you think
That you fuckin' with the boy
But you know that you
Show me the borderline and
I'll walk it like a wire
I'm flirting with the angels
cnd I'm poking at the fire.
I know that you're no cngeI
It's too hot
floating
Sliding with that burner it be poking
Police pull up I don't know shit
I be too turnt losing focus
Got that drink in my cup that's that potion
King
track
Body banging, booty poking, yeah that ting pack
Booty like a baton, yeah hand me that
The way she move it around, then bring us back
Track meet,
it's poking off the plate
You get fucked on i just ask him if he ate
Big single
I just stack my bread and roll up
Brunch baddie
i don't give a fuck bout
All I wanna do is lay back in my house
Then shawtys coming over with theirs asses poking out
I can't turn that shit down, it's like I got an illness
problem way, bigger than me
I be blowin' it on dumb shit, like a pop star in his teens
I know she can't see my denim print , just poking, through my jeans
I never showed up to school when it come to bro it's prefect attendance
Know it's all love when it come to me you don't even need to mention
Poking
second there's a brand new one
Poking holes in the floor of heaven
They can't hold a candle to
What it's like girl looking at you
Ten billion lights
vile poking holes in condoms forgot her pill
Sterile doesn't matter she will use someone else's baby batter
She will trap ya she will snap ya up
Out for
to be
Only see me when you see me
That's my type of privacy
I'll show up when I show up
Sorry, this is what it gotta be
Reckless how I'm poking bears
Poking at my wounds
You're abuse has
No excuses even
If you kiss
My Bruises
You keep on crying
In your pictures
Poking at my wounds
But your abuse
Has no
Tryna be like Zay the 808 master
Pick up the workrate to see the cash faster
Poking around in my life like a dagger
Get roughed up and slammed
Like
I got bands poking all out my pocket when I walked in
First thing first check your phone money callin'
I will not ignore it can I all be yours
Make
Know I need to have it
Got your pussy poking out your panties so I grabbed it
Don't care if you're bad for me cause you my favorite habit
Know I need
screaming
It is unfolding
Splinters poking in
Not long enough
Tickling!
Inner void
No one there
Reaching holding screaming
It is unfolding
Splinters poking
style
Milano in prime, Paris in shine London is fine
Up in New East and we smoking that
Hit on a bitch and we choking that
I was in hotels, we poking
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