Skinny nigga, but I used to be a fat one Had police mad when I dropped a cop n' grab sum
Bad bitch Always eatin' dick like she wants some
Can't have the purse, lil' bitch, you ain't gettin nothin
You ain't drop a bag, lil' bitch, you can't get the dick
Five star shorty, and you know that she's swallowing
Why everybody always think that I'm poppin'
Fent, I'ma hit the pookie, lil' bitch, you ain't stoppin' shit
Why they always arguing over what's his and her
Bitch, it's mine now, take it down to the dirt
Heard the devil in my ears, sayin', should I run this drill
Of course, lil' nigga, what is you gettin' scared
Scared the piss up out the demon, nigga, I'm gettin' there
Now that bitch real mad when she find out that I'm poppin' pills
Pop a Perk 30, lil' nigga, how my belly feel
I'ma up the drak and make sure that a nigga's killed
Sum like the beast that the beauty bitch its really ill
Slappin' niggas just for dissin', nigga, be for real
Santa had these photons, can still and kill
Got five bad bitches, and they really chill
I'mma sit some leaves, smoke a blunt, and get really chill
Yeah, he outta stride, still ain't blowin', man, that bitch is real
Aye
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Skinny nigga, but I used to be a fat one Had police mad when I dropped a cop n' grab sum
Bad bitch Always eatin' dick like she wants some
Can't have the purse, lil' bitch, you ain't gettin nothin
You ain't drop a bag, lil' bitch, you can't get the dick
Five star shorty, and you know that she's swallowing
Why everybody always think that I'm poppin'
Fent, I'ma hit the pookie, lil' bitch, you ain't stoppin' shit
Why they always arguing over what's his and her
Bitch, it's mine now, take it down to the dirt
Heard the devil in my ears, sayin', should I run this drill
Of course, lil' nigga, what is you gettin' scared
Scared the piss up out the demon, nigga, I'm gettin' there
Now that bitch real mad when she find out that I'm poppin' pills
Pop a Perk 30, lil' nigga, how my belly feel
I'ma up the drak and make sure that a nigga's killed
Sum like the beast that the beauty bitch its really ill
Slappin' niggas just for dissin', nigga, be for real
Santa had these photons, can still and kill
Got five bad bitches, and they really chill
I'mma sit some leaves, smoke a blunt, and get really chill
Yeah, he outta stride, still ain't blowin', man, that bitch is real
Aye
Bad bitch Always eatin' dick like she wants some
Can't have the purse, lil' bitch, you ain't gettin nothin
You ain't drop a bag, lil' bitch, you can't get the dick
Five star shorty, and you know that she's swallowing
Why everybody always think that I'm poppin'
Fent, I'ma hit the pookie, lil' bitch, you ain't stoppin' shit
Why they always arguing over what's his and her
Bitch, it's mine now, take it down to the dirt
Heard the devil in my ears, sayin', should I run this drill
Of course, lil' nigga, what is you gettin' scared
Scared the piss up out the demon, nigga, I'm gettin' there
Now that bitch real mad when she find out that I'm poppin' pills
Pop a Perk 30, lil' nigga, how my belly feel
I'ma up the drak and make sure that a nigga's killed
Sum like the beast that the beauty bitch its really ill
Slappin' niggas just for dissin', nigga, be for real
Santa had these photons, can still and kill
Got five bad bitches, and they really chill
I'mma sit some leaves, smoke a blunt, and get really chill
Yeah, he outta stride, still ain't blowin', man, that bitch is real
Aye
Writer: sonny bonaparte
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