Adidas Pants (feat. Cheeks Bossman)

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300lbs of Guwop

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That's just how I'm feeling man I aint fucking with these niggas
Ya digg
Its Guwop
Ralo on the beat
Okay
Cocaine white Adidas Pants (what)
And my jeans so fucking tight bitch you can see the bands
I put that lean all in my Sprite I think I'm seeing things
I told my bitch I can't grow up feel like I'm Peter Pan
And I dropped out of school, ran off on a couple grand
My mama said I'm living wrong but she don't understand
I got these demons on my back this draco in my hand
I got a shooter 17 he known for poppin xans
I hit the store I pop a tag I dropped the double cup, damn
All I do is win, cannot be no runner up
I tell these labels kiss my ass they better pucker up
They talk a million dollars cash I guess I'll run it up
I guess I'll run it up
I dont give a motherfuck (nope)
If that's my pussy baby what I need a rubber for
I'm smoking presidential, you smoking that governor
Look we is not the same
A hundred dollar bill to me thats pocket change and I'm a lot of thangs
But a f*ck nigga is not one
I think that I'm Tom Cruise cause I'm riding with this Top Gun
Call me Loc Dawg nigga do we have a problem
Treat you like a clothing line dont make me do a pop-up
You gone need a doctor
And I'm gone need a lawyer
Suspended from my job I shot a bird at my employer
You gave me shit for free so dont you dare say that I owe ya
You suck this too good I might just f*ck around record ya, bitch in these
Cocaine white Adidas Pants
And my jeans so fucking tight bitch you can see the bands
I put that lean all in my Sprite I think I'm seeing things
I told my bitch I can't grow up feel like I'm Peter Pan
Yeah yeah yeah
Cocaine white Adidas Pants
And my jeans so fucking tight bitch you can see the bands
I put that lean all in my Sprite I think I'm seeing things
I told my bitch I can't grow up feel like I'm Peter Pan
Double cup (whoo)
Sippin that lean got me stuck as f*ck
What the f*ck
Pull out them perkys and groupies start poppin
Get on them drugs and start locking up
We got the drip and these niggas start copy us
Know I'm a boss and I move like the mafia
Niggas you play and you know we gone body ya (yeah)
I'm getting head from a foreigner
Foreign dont come with a governor
G wagon look like a Tonka truck
I stay with more hoes than a button up
Cop Diors not sperry's
Michael cut Amiri's
Belly on crews, Terry
Play with my crew, buried (lets go)
Cocaine white Adidas Pants (what)
And my jeans so fucking tight bitch you can see the bands
I put that lean all in my Sprite I think I'm seeing things
I told my bitch I can't grow up feel like I'm Peter Pan
And I dropped out of school, ran off on a couple grand
My mama said I'm living wrong but she don't understand
I got these demons on my back this draco in my hand
I got a shooter 17 he known for poppin xans
TALK
Go go
He known for poppin xans
I know how to get them bands
I'm having racks, tennis
I'm blowing racks at Lennox
I'm on tracks with Tisa
My pockets cheesy pizza
I keep that Leslie, Lisa
That pussy wet, FEMA
I pull up and turn it up
I got bricks all in my trunk
I got bitches just like Hefner
My advance bought me a Tesla
Bitch I'm nasty Corona
300lbs of swag bitch, I'm from Daytona (whoo)
Cocaine white Adidas Pants (what)
And my jeans so fucking tight bitch you can see the bands
I put that lean all in my Sprite I think I'm seeing things
I told my bitch I can't grow up feel like I'm Peter Pan
And I dropped out of school, ran off on a couple grand
My mama said I'm living wrong but she don't understand
I got these demons on my back this draco in my hand
I got a shooter 17 he known for poppin xans
TALK

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