playz

robb bank$

million off dope

i think i might be happy

you got some weed or something?

uh uh uh uh

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uh uh uh uh

my nigga moose

ay

turn the autotune on

yuh

sset

ah

ah

twenty stripper bitches to the room

we all date

bad hoes love to watch the sset pop flavour

i'm on two pills

outer space

darth vader

you can fuck my bitch

i'll fuck your bitch

that's not my main one

i don't know your girl

but she heard i talk plays

2 phone kerr

i'm the coach

i talk plays

how you get that clout

iced out my mouth

i talk plays

last night i fucked a bitch that sucked on my dick in 8th grade

butt naked strippers biting on my pillow

'fore you eat it

peel it

now they call me griffith

s-class mission

your pussy stink

i smell it

these niggas gon' speak on your name

then smile to your face

i ain't with it

nigga try to ride my wave

you got the keys

but you can't whip it

wrist that's on her face

dressed like spinelli

bitch i'm dripping

fly in before i land

i ain't capping

i'm for real

bitch

young nigga just here

weak

sipping on karo

but we perscript it

presidential

all my whips bulletproof

rollie 30

plain jane

that's the oyster

kurama with the rope chain who

dip it in ammonia like the diamonds lost the look

my old bitch a dub

can't believe i let you break my heart

i ain't ever want no fame

cooler

told me big gete star

phone

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