歌词
Ayy
I'm just baked off sitting here thinking about repentance
And hoping it's not too late
Weight on my shoulders of descendants
My flow swing more than your stainless steel pendant
Pree the gold bracelet
Backstrapper stay lit
The lead don't discriminate, so you better watch it when the trey spit
He's walking round with botox he got more than a facelift
I might curbstomp a man like derek V the racist
You know its only kiko's if i'm stepping out in Asics
Call me what you want but can't refer to me as basic
I've been killing shit
Judge just told me murder what the case is
It's real shit I deal with then I splurge it on these pages
Cold beats with that street flow
That boy there rap but he a bitch though
I'm getting wavy off some Cristal
Don't get it twisted i'll still duck you in these Rick lows
No these ain't no Converses
She thinks i'm sweet but baby that's just whats on the surface
I ain't into loving i'm just fucking her and thats for certain
Going hard until i'm pushing germans
Or till they drop the curtain
Ayy
Late nights, dim lights and darker skin types
Ain't making her no wife but I know that that pussy grip tight
I'll keep her round cause she told me she'll hold me down
I can't help the fact she fell in love with how I laid it down
So now she's bugging down my phone line
Thank the lord for D&D
Shes yawning like she's sleeping here
Bitch this ain't no B&B
I'll kick her to the curb
Check your twitter thats the reason B
Cause you were tweeting twenty times a minute for some PLT
Written by: Liam Mota