Bip the whole the winter
Slid through the summer
I ain't fu*kin on you trick ass ni**as wit no rubber
Just imagine when they free Dp up out that slumper
To be honest sh*t crazy I just really miss my brother
I be wit my b*tches in the back doin numbers
You be wit them ni**as trynna front hitten bumpers
Tha plug jus called hit me back wit them numbers
My ni**as wit them Tommy’s In the field
Bubba gumpers
Ugghhhhh
I think I need a cup of collard greens wit my Mac n cheese
Hit this one ni**a off his jack stalk em for tha beans
I be in this kitchen cookin crack servin up the feigns
Sike lil ni**a that was cap
Fire up the ring
Rainbow jelly beans said they look Like Tekashi
P I been king nickname Hammurabi
Plug in chinatown hit em up like wassabi
Put them Choppas on yo ass saki ni**a make it wokky
Pleiades yea they need me
I buss that backed up nut cuz I’m freaky
I Know some killers totin .40 u got b.b
Homie Dis Chanel buss down on me CC
Grandaddy was a Mac ain't no ho in me
Only f*ggot ni**as wit tha slaps in this quarantine
Break a b*tch down build her up
Take her out to eat
Drop her ass off at the spot watch her beat her feet [ooh]
I just got some top
Oh my bad I ain't even skeet
Freak twitter lit
Abolene beat my meat
Nike air max did a lap
M.V.P
Count a couple reasons why these rap ni**as Envy P
Boss ni**as on my iPhone iMight call back
Can’t let a pussy ni**a get a bone if he off strap
Hustle marathon
Lil b*tch you is off track
I call my pretty bussy Baghdad packin bomb ass
Ughh
I been outside
Gucci black slides
I can't go inside till my money stacked high
Rubber bands in my pocket help my ni**a go slide
Yea u heard he was a Pimp but he trickin on the side
Reincarnate the rap game been dead
Told my old dough boy issa a fee run my bread
ni**as said they in the trap but they beez wit tha feds
I ain’t warnin b*tches twice better heed what I said
P’s in the trap like to cook it cook it cook it
I ain’t ask em for his chain I just took it took it took it
I just told this trick ni**a gotta book it book it book it
If you say you straight ni**a why you lookin lookin lookin
[Haaan]]
I like my ni**as rough pussy boy stop askin
I like gang bangin ass ni**as get it crackin
Got a E.S.O. ni**a lookin like Bobby Brackins
Imma pretty cold ni**a wit tha trips I ain't Lackin
ni**as talking bout these bodies that they never did
All my ni**as got them burners said I swear they never miss
I just want some booty ni**a don’t be trynna gimme kiss
Like how you take care of yo shoes but don’t take care of yo kids
Oh
I think I made a hunnid off of bo’
Me I’m that P from the A to the O
Quarantine phresh
Leave ya J’s at the do’
Know some ni**as in the city make it rain in Frisco
I ain’t fu*kin on you if it ain’t about them dollas
These ni**as claim they real but they be fake around they mamas
Must’ve bumped yo head ni**a trynna fu*k without no condom
b*tch im in my groove llama bussin like Osama
Obama
I gotta Russian b*tch
Oxana
Dracko in gabana
Pleiades tha don dada
Puffin on Havana Paco Dolce and Gabana
I been in my bag
Hit that road
Free yatta
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