Tekst Utworu

Yea, n-, aye Phew Ski Already knowing that I'm him, ball on n- just like Tim My luh bitch so fucking bad and she got ass, just like Kim N- always throwing shots at me but never hit the rim I need all my pockets fat as fuck and all my bitches slim N- all my hunnids blue, all my hoes obey the rules I'll teach a n- how to do some math like he in school N- always tryna get me hot, but I just keep my cool Think my brodie workin' at the sop, he always keep that tool N- always tryna chase these hoes, but never chase no money The way that luh bitch drop down to her knees, man I thought it was somethin' N- out here really broker than a joke, that shit too funny I can't cap to y'all, I swear I keep this shit way too a hundred N- jumped up on the mic' and I turn nothing into somethin' Man, I heard you cuffin' on these hoes, these n- out here munchin' You hit this gas, this shit gon' hit you back I swear this shit here punchin' I got a foreign bitch, she super bad, this bitch from out the country N-, I got so much cheese bitch, everyday I wake up glad Ain't no money in yo' pocket, bitch I know you wake up mad Me and my luh bitch, we just alike, man We just want a bag But she want Chanel on hers and I just want mine full of cash Already knowing that I'm him, ball on n- just like Tim My luh bitch so fucking bad and she got ass, just like Kim N- always throwing shots at me but never hit the rim I need all my pockets fat as fuck and all my bitches slim N- all my hunnids blue, all my hoes obey the rules I'll teach a n- how to do some math like he in school N- always tryna get me hot, but I just keep my cool Think my brodie workin' at the sop, he always keep that tool
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