i got the drip drop icy hot wrist that's a ice pack
think i'm tim horton with the ice cap
i used to get caught up with all these thots
i never second guess i shoot my shot
it's funny how i never check my watch
problems without baby gravy we just
he ain't got the loud pack tell that boy speak up
new side bitch short 'n' stout like a tea cup
i might get myself some fake tits get some d-cups
just so i can flex on my ex she got c-cups
i see you nanners slippin'
watch the blue shell do some damage
1 yeah now we in the front
spent a big check on a car
everything i make is hard
you will like it cause its good
shawty you better be playin'
baby what the fuck you sayin'
nothing good rhymes with good
i could take a piss on a drum and the song would go dumb
anesthesiolo-wrist make ya shit go numb
get a freezie with ya bitch
buddy you could be my son
yo momma lookin' like a fee-fi-fo-fum-head-ass-motherfucker
she must think that i'm a sucker
i'm in the bay with baby gravyi feelin' hazy
i'm finna get paid with the paper gang we going krazy
i'm bout to get laid with a bitch that cook that swoup up daily
chicken soup the dinner song
lookin like a kricket dogg
out of aluminum and a cinnabon
n'ya'll ain't want no smoke with the clique
lose your gold rope to my bitch
on the way to a boat with them fellas