Bitch I'm hot, this weed got me acting a little bit antisocial Do I know you? Wanna conversate like I'm supposed to? Throwing postal inside of a hostel And a poster instead of a borstal Soo inpivotal that can be hostel I place all you niggas in brothels Your motives are inanimate Can't imagine when niggas start scattering Like some motions and papers I'm rolled up in Can't imagine this, not a magic trick I am ultimate, you are inadequate So get mad at quick, I am not a friend I am not afraid, I will not pretend Fuck a fight bitch I'll show you what knowledge is All forgiven, accept the apologies boy The loses, Curry be bossin' Cut your loses with a Katana Wannabe, cause you want the lasagna Nigga I'm nice but I gotta Armada Mark telling me to tell it how it is If I tell ya'll I'm the shit, now I'm tell ya'll I'ma walking porta potty Wit a mutha'fuckin' fat bitch in it Eatin' on a 10 Pc chicken, nigga Drive on the other side of the southside Drive on the I-95 high Get what you ask for, in the DMV sittin' tryn get the licences And I got a mutha'fuckin' passport With the ball meet me halfcourt My nigga I don't got fans with your fan to raise a task force Feelin' like an asshole cuttin' bitches with a sword When I'm out the couch 6 Million Dollar Man with a couple grand Curry runnin shit What the fuck is a track suit? I know that shit attracts you I know that shit attracts you I know that shit attracts you That's all I gotTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
