Aye aye let’s go aye aye

windows down in summer

we ride bumper 2 bumper smoking dope to Atlanta pouring drank in a Fanta bitch i feel like I’m stunna bitch I’m str8 from the ville where **** go kill and put u under I don’t give a fuck I’m straight bout my commas we trap and stack the whole summer dis big ass drake it sound like a bomb so don’t run when it’s thumping 300 black it get loose its like it’s talkin to meh boom boom boom fuck that shit hit his ass wit a fully you see this drake this arp it came with a cookie cutter

 yo bitch wanted to fuck but I couldn’t fuck da hoe because Ian have no rubbers

she tried to catch me slipping that pussy to wet

she know that shi like a puddle

 I been stacking this money balling out to hard making these plays triple doubles

 mvp I feel like russle on the west is where my cousin be stunning

 if you say that it’s beef then I’m standing righ hea bitch Ian doing no running

my cousins and my **** trap all year trying to run up that money

the easiest way to get shoot by me is tryin to take sum from meh

 I can’t speak for all you other **** but I know that I’m dumping regardless