Hey turn the music up
It sound like I’m loud as f-ck and the music’s not
I don’t like that

I am sippin’ on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe
I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove
Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
Bad b-tch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh
Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
I’m sittin’ on these muthaf-ckin’ millions like a beanbag
f-ck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me
Eat me some p-ssy when I got the munchies
I’m trippin’, tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie
Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
That’s no lie, I’m so high, you p-ssy ass n-ggas Massengill
I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel
Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
Pass that weed around like some f-ckin’ hors d’oeuvres
Man I’m sh-t faced and your b-tch facin’
She high too, f-ckin’ right
My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, f-ck All Night, ugh

Yeah, I’ma let that breathe
Let that breathe

Uh, n-gga I f-cked that b-tch that’s with ya
And she send me naked pictures
If I was you I wouldn’t kiss her, you know why?
You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad b-tches say word
You ain’t never jocked no n-gga, you ain’t never sweat no n-gga
Yeah, you don’t want none of these n-ggas
b-tch, I ain’t one of these n-ggas, ho
I be doin’ my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring
We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range
f-ck your feelings I’m feelin’ me, you want real? That’s real as me
Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say “d-ck for free”
All my homies ride or die, all my b-tches ride or die
I look her p-ssy eye-to-eye then suck that muthaf-cka dry

Yes Lord
Yeah and she say “Yes Lord”
Yeah, Dedikation 4, hoe
Scoob in this b-tch with me

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