Hey big head I'm locked in tryna' make this bread I can't keep on giving you time I got cash to make instead She wanna fuck me one on one We might run that train instead Me and my friend just like twins Same nutsack and the same dick head Seen that bitch and we ain't impressed Thick brunette and she came from Lex Phone got bugs and they ain't insects Feds tuned in when I send my texts Ain't nobody worried about if I'm next 'Cause they know I'm next I thank God I know I'm blessed I recall when you threw shade I can let that shit go I guess I locked in had to go out less Everybody act like they know best Her boyfriend ain't fresh Look like someone I'm gon' outdress She's so wet had to hold my breath Ain't hit since she know I'm pressed Show my chest let me flex bitch In the flesh got connects down in Texas Pussy juice side of eggs That's my breakfast Suga momma, fifty-six off of Craigslist Can we have a threesome with your fucking best friend? I ain't talking Florida when I say I'm destined She ain't know my money taller than a Westin Hotel got your bitches checked in Ex chick salty just like Chex Mix Cop a plane ticket for my new chick once the check hits I come from a city that is very much eclectic But it's got another side to it that gets hectic Shorty that I mess with got a friend that's a detective She gon' run surveillance just to find out who I've slept with All my jewelry gifted Just like me ain't bought a necklace I'm not young and reckless Bitch I'm cool calm and collected Flexin', I'm the one that she texting Lightskin from DC like the redskins These rappers falling off just like dead skin I set trends, next up no questionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
