Damn, what the f*ck you mean?
When I touched 10 bands it felt like a dream
This bitch wanna love me but she doing the team
How the f*ck is that yo bitch and she be getting creamed?
How the f*ck is is you gone run and I got a beam?
How the f*ck is you getting money but aint got no green?
How the f*ck is you sellin dope but aint got no feins?
How the f*ck you hang with that rat you like Chuck E. Cheese?
Damn I cant be like you
I dont feel like myself if I dont touch no blues
This bitch be blessing me, but I aint saying achoo
You be eating on that bitch but I aint saying you chew
We both got yo bitch but I aint saying she choose
But if she had to choose, it wouldnt be you
This bitch stuck on my dick like some f*cking glue
Im watching 2 hoes kiss im lovin the view
I aint gotta pick up the stick im labeled a hooper
I keep starks wit me too cause he is my shooter
If he catch you when you sleep then he like freddy kruger
Just swole a nigga eye shit look like a f*cking tumor
I saved a bad bitch said she was for my future
I aint picking that bitch up she calling a uber
I tell her I can teach her thing sum like a tutor
Tryna get her on my team like Ima recruiter
You cant leave me bitch im the leaver
I turned dick suckers into believers
I dont hang around niggas cause niggas be leachers
This dope so strong a make you have a seizure
You aint out here boy you really shook
K a fold a nigga up like a chrome book
You was flexing all that cheese till you got it took
If a nigga play with Starks get his funeral booked
Im finna take it back
We use to ride bikes we aint have no straps
We use to be some hoopers we aint wanna rap
Now if i see the right nigga im knocking off his cap
I'll put 10 on any nigga head cause I want to
Been balling on these niggas, cause im posed to
And yes bitch you know im staring cause I want you
But after I hit, you gotta let ghost too
And we gone run to the bag aint no hopping
Had to cut niggas of got to chopping
Im in the stu with the killers and they plotting
Starks 4 President nigga so when we dropping?
Ghost beat his ass 7 days cause that nigga weak
I dont like the big ones swing me petite
Beat his ass took the J's of that nigga feet
You know im flavor nigga but aint shit sweet
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Damn, what the f*ck you mean?
When I touched 10 bands it felt like a dream
This bitch wanna love me but she doing the team
How the f*ck is that yo bitch and she be getting creamed?
How the f*ck is is you gone run and I got a beam?
How the f*ck is you getting money but aint got no green?
How the f*ck is you sellin dope but aint got no feins?
How the f*ck you hang with that rat you like Chuck E. Cheese?
Damn I cant be like you
I dont feel like myself if I dont touch no blues
This bitch be blessing me, but I aint saying achoo
You be eating on that bitch but I aint saying you chew
We both got yo bitch but I aint saying she choose
But if she had to choose, it wouldnt be you
This bitch stuck on my dick like some f*cking glue
Im watching 2 hoes kiss im lovin the view
I aint gotta pick up the stick im labeled a hooper
I keep starks wit me too cause he is my shooter
If he catch you when you sleep then he like freddy kruger
Just swole a nigga eye shit look like a f*cking tumor
I saved a bad bitch said she was for my future
I aint picking that bitch up she calling a uber
I tell her I can teach her thing sum like a tutor
Tryna get her on my team like Ima recruiter
You cant leave me bitch im the leaver
I turned dick suckers into believers
I dont hang around niggas cause niggas be leachers
This dope so strong a make you have a seizure
You aint out here boy you really shook
K a fold a nigga up like a chrome book
You was flexing all that cheese till you got it took
If a nigga play with Starks get his funeral booked
Im finna take it back
We use to ride bikes we aint have no straps
We use to be some hoopers we aint wanna rap
Now if i see the right nigga im knocking off his cap
I'll put 10 on any nigga head cause I want to
Been balling on these niggas, cause im posed to
And yes bitch you know im staring cause I want you
But after I hit, you gotta let ghost too
And we gone run to the bag aint no hopping
Had to cut niggas of got to chopping
Im in the stu with the killers and they plotting
Starks 4 President nigga so when we dropping?
Ghost beat his ass 7 days cause that nigga weak
I dont like the big ones swing me petite
Beat his ass took the J's of that nigga feet
You know im flavor nigga but aint shit sweet
When I touched 10 bands it felt like a dream
This bitch wanna love me but she doing the team
How the f*ck is that yo bitch and she be getting creamed?
How the f*ck is is you gone run and I got a beam?
How the f*ck is you getting money but aint got no green?
How the f*ck is you sellin dope but aint got no feins?
How the f*ck you hang with that rat you like Chuck E. Cheese?
Damn I cant be like you
I dont feel like myself if I dont touch no blues
This bitch be blessing me, but I aint saying achoo
You be eating on that bitch but I aint saying you chew
We both got yo bitch but I aint saying she choose
But if she had to choose, it wouldnt be you
This bitch stuck on my dick like some f*cking glue
Im watching 2 hoes kiss im lovin the view
I aint gotta pick up the stick im labeled a hooper
I keep starks wit me too cause he is my shooter
If he catch you when you sleep then he like freddy kruger
Just swole a nigga eye shit look like a f*cking tumor
I saved a bad bitch said she was for my future
I aint picking that bitch up she calling a uber
I tell her I can teach her thing sum like a tutor
Tryna get her on my team like Ima recruiter
You cant leave me bitch im the leaver
I turned dick suckers into believers
I dont hang around niggas cause niggas be leachers
This dope so strong a make you have a seizure
You aint out here boy you really shook
K a fold a nigga up like a chrome book
You was flexing all that cheese till you got it took
If a nigga play with Starks get his funeral booked
Im finna take it back
We use to ride bikes we aint have no straps
We use to be some hoopers we aint wanna rap
Now if i see the right nigga im knocking off his cap
I'll put 10 on any nigga head cause I want to
Been balling on these niggas, cause im posed to
And yes bitch you know im staring cause I want you
But after I hit, you gotta let ghost too
And we gone run to the bag aint no hopping
Had to cut niggas of got to chopping
Im in the stu with the killers and they plotting
Starks 4 President nigga so when we dropping?
Ghost beat his ass 7 days cause that nigga weak
I dont like the big ones swing me petite
Beat his ass took the J's of that nigga feet
You know im flavor nigga but aint shit sweet
Writer: Jalen Terry
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