quick thought

cupcakke

i feel like getting ignant '

why i say ignant'? ignant'

ignorant

ignat'

ignorant

ignat'

ignorant

ignat

whatever the fuck do you call it

whatever the fuck do you call it

ay

lemme stop playing. cash or credit i take both

i get dirty money might need soap

summertime still a cold world so i walk around in a peacoat

don't interfere with my gangsta

saw mo' money than a banker

ain't no therapy for my anger

cause i'll put the therapist in danger

original bitch

who don't take no one shit

if them niggas start buggin' i raid they shit

in other words i spray they shit

whip a bitch ass i nae nae shit

i catch a confession i am the connection

i'm bodying niggas just out of perfection

witness protection should be his direction

known to cut up like a fucking c-section

quick thought

quick thought

i should take a nigga chips then dip off

matter fact take a nigga chips with a dip sauce

if a nigga talk take his lip off

shine on hoes like lip gloss

trigger happy when i let the clip off

r.i.p that nigga like a rip off

fuck back and forth like a swing

cause i don't talk i just swing

bars doper than charlie sheen

couple shots you gone lean

not talking liquor slowmo i'm gone snap like a fucking photo

rich neighbors gone call the popo

like oh my god