Wip'N Fashion

wip'n pull up on her clothes, they outfit fashion and they solid to the cold, him bad to the bone ima grab me some hoes like some groupys on the lo, and the cash by the toes, hold it forgot to tie a lace when i came out the house, it must be hard drugz i dont even think about, a odd number hoes on my pinky finger route, ima do the laundry a nigga need towels, i got mixed in a cup full on sweet n sour, i was drinkin out the bowl just to up the level, cant be just breakfast its hashes for dinner lunch n brunch, we gone turn a body up, anybody bruh, everybody young, just dont get it dumb be responsible as safe, turn my wrist a little like a dial notch in volume we'll trust it on the way, u broke the aux cord we gone Bluetooth that thang, the radio is hyped up on the playlist u say, i dont fuck wit antics them niggas ashamed, im in the matrix so move out my way, i dont smoke papers my blunts stick like paste, recognize franklins just like gta, no great debate wit ya wannabe face, i keep a hook and a verse for the day, i keep a verse and a hook for the night