Lil' bro wanna me and you know I let it do I up her legs like I'm playing peek-a-boo Now I'm flyin' out the country, yeah boy, makin' And I my ice on 'cause I gotta keep it cool So you in the daytime then I see you after I see you on that FaceTime, I can't to be next to you I put you in my or I put you in my Coupe And she wanna me, like some Campbell noodle soup
When I was on the makin' stories, it was April Fools you hear my songs, nigga, please don't get confused Yeah, I get a lot of guap, ask me, yes I do I walk inside my parking lot, for me to choose I pull up, suit, watch me how I bust my moves out with my Fendi, top it three shots of Grey Goose And a lot of drop when I'm in that room When I wanna get it, where's my 'Rari? Gotta We like when they pop because they doomed I may deposit my check afternoon I came the projects, no silver spoon I remember the gray skies and now they Now it's the butterfly doors from the Now I fly in my jet to see the I will give all to you I give all myself to her
bro wanna text me and you know I let it do I open up her like I'm playing peek-a-boo Now I'm flyin' out the country, yeah boy, makin' And I keep my ice on I gotta keep it cool So you in the daytime then I see you school I see you on that FaceTime, I can't to be next to you I put you in my 'Rari or I put you in my And she wanna slurp me, like Campbell noodle soup
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