My heart paralyzed, but my dick still work I ain't with the dissing, I was tryna kill first You ain't with the [?], you could never [?] Everything look better when your pockets ain't hurtin'
Hallelujah, holla back nigga, fuck a rap nigga Introverted big black nigga got the pack with him Hella doinks to the face, she a Bass bitch Clout tokens on the way bitch, where your patience? Let it hit (uh), let it hit (ooh), let it hit Trapping like a [?], stacking like a [?] She ain't used to smoke and now she laughing loud as shit Quarter for the fifth, buddy come and get a fix Pack came back, that exotic all gas [?] state troopers on the [?] Riding hella dirty but I had to get the bag If you really got it, you ain't ever gotta brag
My heart paralyzed, but my dick work right Everything look better when the pants too tight How you can't ride it but ya dance moves right How you can't suck it but you talking all night My heart paralyzed, but my dick still work I ain't with the dissing, I was tryna kill first You ain't with the mission, you could never claim [?] Everything look betterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
