Aye, pass me a Told that bitch She ask a whatchamacall that shit
Load 'em, let 'em, 'em Smoking, up [?] I'm gloing, you it I'm blowing a four Got 18 in it That fuckboy can 'em I'll get more and I'll do it over I fucked ya hoe, I'm sorry know that you own her His bitch a My watch how She don't like Sosa cause he pulled up in that whatchamacalla
My plug just came with the lean It got me moving all slow, doing things 50 thousand up in my Robin jeans Let a try to take it, smoke his ass like I am barbecuing I got my with me So that's like a shots with me Got a fat ass Glock for this fat ass guap like I got Chop me I never going broke [?] no lottery Steady say you getting money but you ain't, making my head hurt, it please I see 1's and 5's, I see a lot of Can't wife thot, wanna know what my momma think 'Cause of karma thing, I got my gun with me We through and we send some [?] with this big Glock Knock that nigga head off, he tried to take my watch Hoes me big papa, all eyes on me, call me Lil Pac Boy you got that old ass car, that no damn push start
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