Amir (AF 2016) - sms Lyrics

Yeah okay (Yeah okay)
Yeah okay (Oh yeah okay)
Yeah okay (Oh yeah okay)
Yeah okay

We got money nigga what's the issue
Too sick need a tissue
Like lil hoe i don't miss you
Huh
I got bad lil bitch
Yeah lil mama too thick
New coupe I might crash out the whip
Steady sipping that faygo
I'm in the places you can't go
Shooting shit calling me jango
Take off we in a durango

We each lil step I take
I get bigger while niggas get fake
Count paper while she throw that cake
Finna dive in that pussy that lake
The f*ck did i say?
I been knew i was going get it straight out of high school
Lil bitch I don't like you I'm too rude
Like a preppy bitch swear I got 2 moods
This lil bitch think she fine but she need makeup
She sound nasty right off the wake up
Tell that lil bitch to go get some paper

I got a stick
That shit never jam
Ball like ginobili
I been going ham
They going deaf
They know who I am
Like who you going blame
Sam know who I am

Like sam they know who I am
She wanna hang with the team but she can't
I'm foreign lil whip like I scam
I'm dragging my nuts on these hoes
I already said it before
Get paper I get to the dough
Got an ego I stay with my folk