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Ayy
Let me take a sip of this motherf*cking water
Ooo
My throat hurt
Adam on the Track
Gling, gling, gling, gling
Huh
Gling, gling, gling, gling
Huh
Ayy, huh, b*tch
Oh, hey, yuh, Craig, ayy
Say wassup b*tch, oh oh like a b*tch
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
I rip d*ck, in that b*tch
.25 cal, in yo sh*t
Why's you runnin, you a b*tch
Where you was at when your homies was hit
On that, b*tch
On that, b*tch
In her ****, with that stick
Ayy
On that b*tch
****in on that vitch
Tell that air-head flip it, hell yeah, get me rich
Make that p*ssy pop, lil bop, poppa need the guap
Remix ya broad, serve her like some flock-a
Oh, that's your daughter? Xen do not a
Give f*cks about nothing but the dollars
Ayy, wassup, ****ing on them *****
Yellow boned b*tches working tricks to get my bucks up
Ayy, can't stop it, put it in my pocket
P-I-M-P-I-N-G your H-O-E for profit
Ayy, can't stop it, put it in my pocket
P-I-M-P-I-N-G your H-O-E for profit
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
Pop a d*ck, in your b*tch
N*gga, you a crime, I'm a motherf*cking prison
I don't want cat, she don't want nip
I'ma put my hand all over, paw prints
Two Face, Harvey, with no Dent
I pull up in a 'Rari, sh*tting on a b*tch
N*ggas be po boys, n*ggas be shrimps
I pay you in clout, he gon' pay you in rent
I just pulled up in the double R
And you know a n*gga double park that b*tch
Phone like to talk to his reflection
Like god damn, you a star, lil' b*tch
Yeah, I know I started with some Ss
But I'm finna end it with an R, lil' b*tch
Take what you got, put the Glock to your mom
That's why the hood call me Robb, lil' b*tch
Slap said, "Don't slap a n*gga"
Femto talk that talk
Been on the PJ for three days, on replay
F*ck n*gga you don't measure up
Wet d*ck, blue C with a crip b*tch
New drip, y'all n*ggas can't get a drop
Got a mamacita, dyke, man, on a perc ten
Keep playing on me 'fore I pull my d*ck out
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
On that, b*tch (Huh)
I put my d*ck in that b*tch
P*ssy get wet, I might slip
Might break my hip
N*ggas they talking that sh*t
Don't really care, 'cause, we getting rich
Smoking that weed, THC Mist, huh, disappear quick
Talking that sh*t, you might have to get that motherf*cking fist
Came with a drop, came with a drip
Came with a b*tch, came with a bad one
I came with a fifth, so much smoke I came out the mist
F*cking your b*tch, and she came with her homie
Came with that holy, she came with that moly
I came with that bread, I came with the cannoli
Want my chips with the new guacamole
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