AO2
No Pt
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I just threw a stack on my wrist to watch them diamonds dance Yo bitch threw it back I only want her neck don't drop ya pants Came in dressing formal these RAF Simmons shoes don't rock no vans Weed be my aroma I might never land like Peter Pan I can't chase the cat like f*ck all that bitch this ain't Tom and jerry I know that they talk behind my back I don't need commentary That boy said he doing this and that whole time I know he scary But I ain't with all beef f*ck the talk my chopper speak I just went and blew a back off white Dior on my feet Racks so big my pockets sag don't wear belts amiris jeans You hear money when I speak I put diamonds on my teeth 5 percent tint on these Cartier's boy I can't even see When She wake up don't need food to eat she eat my dick for breakfast Water diamonds neck got baptized I flooded out my necklace Momma told me call her when I get up she know I live reckless Brodie scamming don't ask him for help or you might be his method I been high as hell could touch the moon I'm off this ecstasy Yo bitch just wanna steal my kids like a vasectomy I ain't ducking shit Glock got a titty it's protecting me I ain't trusting shit a bitch say just come have sex with me Brodie off a Perky demon time he tryna wack some My Shirt came from Italy hoe we don't shop at pac-sun Stomping on the pedal I'm just tryna make this cat run Put two fingers in this hoe like f*ck it guess I'll make the cat cum I just threw a stack on my wrist to watch them diamonds dance Yo bitch threw it back I only want her neck don't drop ya pants Came in dressing formal these RAF Simmons shoes don't rock no vans Weed be my aroma I might never land like Peter Pan I can't chase the cat like f*ck all that bitch this ain't Tom and jerry I know that they talk behind my back I don't need commentary That boy said he doing this and that whole time I know he scary But I ain't with all beef f*ck the talk my chopper speak My Nina a hoe she gone bust that's fasho just don't give her a reason to listen My money be nauseous and dizzy they way you a nigga just get it and spend it We hang niggas up like Christmas ornaments than scratch his name off the hit list Yo bitch just sent me the addy coordinates I'm bout to give her some inches Tesla truck drive with no hands I'm slow off the xans I couldn't even steer it Half of these niggas be fans wouldn't talking bout bands I couldn't even hear it Nigga said he 4PF boy I heard yo shit and you ain't no where near it Nigga ain't fucking no hoes that's cap I know we ain't rapping yo lyrics
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