Fuck niggas my blunt bigger then these lil niggas
keep stuntin with your bitch ass you'll get jacked and jill nigga
fuck wrong with these sissy niggas
i'm smokin that Bill Bixby nigga
I'm spendin money, spendin money Ben Franklin dizzy nigga
yo bitch on my dick I told her I was busy
she said "wayne on me, wayne on me" cause yo ass be drizzlin
that pussy came giftwrap, bow and a ribbon
and if she bounce that ass and i'm dribblin "?"
so wet it turned to gremlin
there's only one me, aint no equivalent
she give me brain , brain like trivia
I got a black bitch and a red bitch
I call them hoes aunt Vivian, uh
chopper knock yo face off
black shades , Ray Charles
I be killin them hoes I got your hoe up in my graveyard
I aint workin with a full deck, but I pull out that ace card
she grab that dick with 2 hands like she about to pray for it
clips hanging no curfew, fuck you and who birthed you
i'm shining like church shoes birdman jr yall birdfood
I'm bout it, I said i'm bout to cum she open her mouth, water fountain
when i'm on the scene i'm on that lean bitch im drowzy
man i'm so high I don't know what i'm laughin about
I got bars nigga, and it's happy hour, uhhh!
riding around with them choppers not them ninas
riding with a bitch named molly and she on molly
bitch i'll put my foot in your ass, karate
man these niggas can't see me like a diary
smoke that weed lets get iry
nina shut up that bitch got a silence
top of the gun there is a scope,
I close one eye I look like a pirate, fuck it
trukfit my bitch up, Tunechi Le big nuts
i'm gettin my dick sucked I blow weed like it's dust, uhhh
space head, love pussy, hate feds
just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider told her to drive it like it got 8 legs
i'm a made nigga , machiavelli, that mack-11 necessary
i'm a hard head, I popped the cherry no pussy no racks no tom and jerry
they say your friends are your enemies well my friends are imaginary
i'm the mother fuckin resolution, like the first of january
my ride cold and my bitch hot i'm tired as hell but my dick not
I dont gas no bitch no pitstop, smoke barney and baby bop
yall niggas act like lady cops my niggas smoke like coffee shops
thats syrup gang. waffle house, gun fight I knock ya out
my bitch titties is poppin out we poppin up and we get it poppin
mask on, gloves on, like mickey mouse clips stickin out like nicki ass
smokin on that sticky bag Weezy F i'm big and bad small feet but i'll kick ya ass
i'm the trigga man of that shootin star eat that pussy like cavier
she treat that dick just like a straw, how you like them apples microsoft
now wipe it off
I, do live on sundays, church
step up in that mother fucka fresher then some certs uhh..
who the fuck is Stevey J?
I got the ball playin keep away
kidnap yo ass kill yo ass then hide yo ass like a easter egg
it's Hollygrove to my deathbed. Just make sure my pillows fluffed
hitta nigga with a million shots, whatcha call that? a million bucks
good weed we pass around money talks mine got a nasty mouth
it's young money cash money to the mother fuckin day i'm cashin out,,, TUNECHI
Riding around with them choppers not them ninas...
your bitch wanna come over here where the grass is greener
and if you wanna pass that weed i'm the wide receiver
adlib tunechi follow the leader bitch
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I know it might not be 100% perfect but this is my first time making lyrics for a song so positive feedback would help I might make the lines shorter later so it's easier to read
keep stuntin with your bitch ass you'll get jacked and jill nigga
fuck wrong with these sissy niggas
i'm smokin that Bill Bixby nigga
I'm spendin money, spendin money Ben Franklin dizzy nigga
yo bitch on my dick I told her I was busy
she said "wayne on me, wayne on me" cause yo ass be drizzlin
that pussy came giftwrap, bow and a ribbon
and if she bounce that ass and i'm dribblin "?"
so wet it turned to gremlin
there's only one me, aint no equivalent
she give me brain , brain like trivia
I got a black bitch and a red bitch
I call them hoes aunt Vivian, uh
chopper knock yo face off
black shades , Ray Charles
I be killin them hoes I got your hoe up in my graveyard
I aint workin with a full deck, but I pull out that ace card
she grab that dick with 2 hands like she about to pray for it
clips hanging no curfew, fuck you and who birthed you
i'm shining like church shoes birdman jr yall birdfood
I'm bout it, I said i'm bout to cum she open her mouth, water fountain
when i'm on the scene i'm on that lean bitch im drowzy
man i'm so high I don't know what i'm laughin about
I got bars nigga, and it's happy hour, uhhh!
riding around with them choppers not them ninas
riding with a bitch named molly and she on molly
bitch i'll put my foot in your ass, karate
man these niggas can't see me like a diary
smoke that weed lets get iry
nina shut up that bitch got a silence
top of the gun there is a scope,
I close one eye I look like a pirate, fuck it
trukfit my bitch up, Tunechi Le big nuts
i'm gettin my dick sucked I blow weed like it's dust, uhhh
space head, love pussy, hate feds
just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider told her to drive it like it got 8 legs
i'm a made nigga , machiavelli, that mack-11 necessary
i'm a hard head, I popped the cherry no pussy no racks no tom and jerry
they say your friends are your enemies well my friends are imaginary
i'm the mother fuckin resolution, like the first of january
my ride cold and my bitch hot i'm tired as hell but my dick not
I dont gas no bitch no pitstop, smoke barney and baby bop
yall niggas act like lady cops my niggas smoke like coffee shops
thats syrup gang. waffle house, gun fight I knock ya out
my bitch titties is poppin out we poppin up and we get it poppin
mask on, gloves on, like mickey mouse clips stickin out like nicki ass
smokin on that sticky bag Weezy F i'm big and bad small feet but i'll kick ya ass
i'm the trigga man of that shootin star eat that pussy like cavier
she treat that dick just like a straw, how you like them apples microsoft
now wipe it off
I, do live on sundays, church
step up in that mother fucka fresher then some certs uhh..
who the fuck is Stevey J?
I got the ball playin keep away
kidnap yo ass kill yo ass then hide yo ass like a easter egg
it's Hollygrove to my deathbed. Just make sure my pillows fluffed
hitta nigga with a million shots, whatcha call that? a million bucks
good weed we pass around money talks mine got a nasty mouth
it's young money cash money to the mother fuckin day i'm cashin out,,, TUNECHI
Riding around with them choppers not them ninas...
your bitch wanna come over here where the grass is greener
and if you wanna pass that weed i'm the wide receiver
adlib tunechi follow the leader bitch
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I know it might not be 100% perfect but this is my first time making lyrics for a song so positive feedback would help I might make the lines shorter later so it's easier to read
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