This ain't a dance song
I'm here to stunt bitch
You smoking reggie
Well i smoke exotic blunts Bitch
If that's problem
Then let me know hoe
These niggas amateur i think i Need to go pro whoa
Grab your tennis
I work you out like fitness
I'm married to the money and I'll never need a witness
See while you late night at the Club throwing one's bro
I be late night with my one's at The studio
Yea now the world can be a Witness
I kill them with the flow from Every word i see a grimace
I'm showing off
When i hear this new shit
I be dozing off
When they notice my album Dropping they holding off
Cuz they know this shit the truth
I turn into a flame when i step inside the booth
Ruly god flow i know you Recognize the tone
Gave her ass a band she blew This dick like a trombone
Gotta make it jump
Gotta make it jump gotta
Came here empty handed but I'm leaving with a model
Gone head and get it
Gone head and get it get it When i go to visit let me see some ass and titties
Gotta make it bounce
Gotta make it bounce bounce I'm a keep throwing this money
Until i max out my accounts Gotta get the bucks
Gotta get the bucks bucks
Hit the ig dm and tonight I'll See what's up
I see a thick one
Up in my mentions
Before we f*ck tho
I need protection
You let me pipe it up for a little I'm trying to rock
Rock the boat work the middle
I understand
You got a baby dad
But the nigga sad
Just come to the pad
I give what you never had
Give you some long dick
Give you some strong dick
Call him tell him that you never coming home dick