Tekst piosenki
(VERSE)
Pull up in that Range Rover
It’s all black, it’s all over
Scoop a ho, She a stupid
She look like Android 18
Laptop by apple
Desktop by snapple
Got medical weed
Pay medical fees
Shipped Straight from Seattle
Got keypads on my bills nigga
I be talking money
Might start an art club with trills nigga
Your ho might run it
You rap niggas on that scratch and win
Making tracks no accidents
Gold chains & khaki timbs
Know I ain’t been lacking since
So get the 40s like Casper in this bitch
It’s a hazard cause my wrist
Flashing like wrist wrist
Flashing like Christmas
Flashing like his bitch
She showed me her tits
All I could say was
Perfect
Pulled up in my flying saucer
Couple spacemen in my closet
She do the most //cause she cost it
I can’t keep my hands up off her
Got that gas , that 93 I was born in 93
In that Beamer 93 I be speeding 93
How I be putting in this work but I be taking off
Watch me finesse the whole game than play it off
My niggas can. explain how your BAPE is off
Stay in your lane or you can stay pissed off boy
They trying to put me in a box, with the logo
Box Chevy, Monte Carlo Miguel Cotto
Leaning like a cholo
Shopping out in SoHo
White girl tell me that her world
Is like a snow globe
& her molly looking like it’s from the coral reef
GA Peach , Dorothy she live next door to me
That’s cause get it shipped get it from the Florida Keys
How my neck & wrist looking so accordingly
N64 swag, gameover for the whorebags
REALIST SHIT I’M ON THAT!
I wrote that in ALL CAPS
Orlando magics ball cap
As retro as my ball-sack
Karma’s a bitch, thats why she keep coming back
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