foogba

fat nick

flexin with yo bitch

yeah i know that i'm the shit

we running through this shit

bitch 5 digits on the check

sippin heart attack

yeah my kidneys with the shits

oh you want

yeah you want it

oh you really

really want it

thirty 40s poppin now

pinch you in your dead hometown

can't pull out i'm passing out

and wake me up i'm stunning now

beamer engine burning now

swisher blunt some action now

euro clothes now ima smush n

dick em down and kick em out

smash we go'n smash

burning blunts we don't smoke glass

what you want? smoking strong

got your bitch down to her thong

windows down

choppers up

greaser bot you outta luck

we go'n catch you

light ignite you

right that go'n look like raichu

we don't dug

give no fucks

middle fingers up to cops

blonde hair

super trunks

hot boxing

on my drugs

what you want? looking dumb

trap to trap we do for fun

pistols holding up your

tongue

this dick go'n get you oh

so sprung

rolling through this shit

go'n got my bank out counterfeit

got a fifth inside my swisher

we finessin out this shit

can't hold down i got my bitch

trappin rappin got me rich

if you with it then i'm with

let's go do some some bad ass shit

yes i'm rich as shit

my main hoe tweaking bitch

a 30 in the hammer

we go'n get this one all

handled

bout it bitch i said let's go

downing bentlys

moving slow

pussy boy i know you is

i really

really know you is

never gave no fucks

dropped out 9th grade

and now i'm global

got a fifth inside my soda

switching lanes across my rover

and she geeking

yeah she geeking

non the reason

been the reason

yea my bitch can't even see me

flexin with yo bitch

yeah i know that i'm the shit

we running through this shit

bitch 5 digits on the check

sippin heart attack

yeah my kidneys with the shits

oh you want

yeah you want it

oh you really

really want it

my momma said stop juggin

said she really

really worried

throwed herself a couple hundreds

now the shit a different story

chewin xans

been a man

fuck a bitch can't trust no bitch

in my pockets couple grand

in my swisher couples grams

flexin on a bitch

don't even let her suck my dick

bae then maybe be my sweater

bloody ink on my love letter

if you try me

giving medals

swear to god i'm going mental

pussyrot

the mouth so gental

reynolds bitch stay in your camo

thumper talked i'm in this shit

breaking hearts

some dreamboat shit

squallow won't we stomp your shit

no time for shit we talking shit

just make on call they after you

50 shells get stuck like glue

can no bitch ever make me jump

going up no going down

i swear to go we made it now

trasher t's my dapper dream

oh satan won't you hang with me?

wavy pussy

say let's dream

gone i fleed

i slowly breath

model bitch she fuck with me

i jog and run

fuck std's