these bitches they send me emojis
they love me like mommy love kids
they want me like i'm fugitive
my mind out the box just like i'm movin' in
and i'm movin' in all in your shit
how you talk numbers? u dont run plays
we'll make his whole body decay
you ain't never seen a japanese nigga
i know the dopeman's dopeman
keep the cooker in the kitchen
in the kitchen cookin' fork
just some water to some fishes
white got a nigga feelin' like he's black jesus
i got the molly with the yeezus
ass thick like the accent when she speakin'
that rei kawakubo stay on me
she say she won't smoke and then fuck when i'm boosted
on the keisha sippin' lean like it's water
pray that stray bullets never strike a martyr
would you rather be the shooter or the mothafuckin' target?
i don't play about my money or my momma or my daughter
let me get you up to speed
hit the whitney if it's clean
probably won't fuck 'less she rollin' up some weed
dimethyltryptamine make a young nigga dream
now i'm really off the shit!