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She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling, i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it Can't you just tell I stay glo'd, yea She wanna give me knowledge like an old head And I'm willing to learn just like a smart kid Girl, i'm gone rock it like i'm harden Stay fly like an attendant See my team winning, no losing, no benching I'm never cold stay on that not to fucking mention Got [?] waiting on me in Canada Wanna kiss on my chest because i'm tatted up It's two of them yea one of me Don't matter let's add it up I got them killers right beside me So if you pull it then they shooting like they Spike Lee So if you try, yeah Everybody dies, yeah She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling, i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it When I'm flexin man I drip Mj this is it That black tooly be my bitch Tuck her like i'm Chris I'm gonna fuck her like i'm pissed Keep her no assist In her water like I slipped I swim like a fish Not a hairdresser but I'm stylin Your bitch hitting on me yeah she fouling Got a box up like an island Where you can't see it like violet Trying to run it up like a RB Clip hold a lot like a RV Shawty talkin bout she wanna stay the night Need it in the morning like coffee I rap and I ball like I'm Lillard These niggas be all in they feelings You say that you ball you just scrimmage You do all that for an image Ice cold yeah that's for ages Gotta nigga feelin like I'm ageless My flexing come in different stages I be turning bitches like pages She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling, i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it When I slide on these squares these bitches break they necks Boy, I will take your queen like we was playing chess Before we fucking she sucking D Generation X My pistol under my pillow I have the safest sex I got bitches up in Dallas I be styling like a stylist Robin Jeans full of thousands Dripping dressing like a salad I laid her down like a pallet Doggy style it got me growlin She moan I love the way she soundin She can't take it throw the towel in Now when she see me she be smilin Her nigga hating like he Calvin But I done snuck the 40 cal in No ref I'm blowin' if they foulin When we touch down bitch it's wings up I got chips I could slide like a Visa Sometimes I go slow then I speed up No cuffs but your bitch just got D'd up She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling, i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it
Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Walter Anthony Bradford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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