Por Que?
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Tell that bitch to pour up Pocket full of roll up Smoking out your friends Cause I'm tryna meet your quota How we sipping on some mimosas She straight from north Dakota In the back of her Toyota While I'm smoking and she coked up Crooked ass trick Or a bad bitch I'm passing out Plug serving on my block And then I'm heading out Got that Girl Scout cookie On my hoodie likes what's goodie And I'm gangster how we boogie And I pull playing nudy Like Baby arch your back Where I finally count this cash And all my bitches rolling swishes, and my niggas finally pack I Get it just like that Got my hand prints on your ass And if you got me in my feelings, Then they going back to back Oh I think she slithering Bruh And then she whispering Best to hit your friend and then hit send Cause then I'll hit again We posted on the block With the doobies in her sock How I cop her so much Rosie's And I cop her so some pot Book bag with spliff full of hash While I hit from the back And she counting up this cash What I had? Girl Asking what you need? Is it weed or lean? You come meet with me Roll my weed, a pocket G Tell that bitch pour up Pocket full of roll up Smoking out your friends Cause I'm tryna meet your quota How I'm sipping on mimosas She straight from north Dakota In the back of her Toyota While I'm smoking and she coked up Tell that bitch pour up Pocket full of roll up Smoking out your friends Cause I'm tryna meet your quota How I'm sipping on mimosas She straight from north Dakota In the back of her Toyota While I'm smoking and she coked up Back Shot Back Shot Dripping till that Backs hot Moving through the city Man I'm flying in the Spinal fluid in my wine That tick tick tick I'm losing time Delirious I'm so divine Not serious I move the shine Got her breast up on my face Come around repress my grace What the f*ck you doing in this ditch Cause you won't ever reach my waste All I do is push the bounds So you could never last a round I'm moving up and down the city F*ck around I'm so fucking pretty Back shot Back shot Dripping till that backs hot Moving through your city Yeah I'm flying in them black hawks I got that back shot Now your bitch me looking at me Papi why the f*ck my fucking back stopped Skeeted on a hoe We moving all up on the floor Now I see the flow I see the players got to go But I'm gon push back No push back Now look back Now look up F*ck around the tummy tucked I'm fucking bitches stomach in her bed I'm bout to run up in Tell that bitch to pour up Pocket full of roll up Smoking out your friends Cause I'm tryna meet your quota How I'm sipping on mimosas She straight from north Dakota In the back of her Toyota While I'm smoking and she coked up Tell that bitch to pour up Pocket full of roll up Smoking out your friends Cause I'm tryna meet your quota How I'm sipping on mimosas She straight from north Dakota In the back of her Toyota While I'm smoking and she coked up
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