she looking at me, i see you a freak got something in common, im loving the peach all i know war, i cant get no sleep murders on murders, dont say nun to me she in her bag, she got a boutique baby girl sexy as fine as can be im tryna see what you seeing in me do not be shy, come and please a G never lacking gotta stay wit the heat can't fuck you, you might be plotting on me them niggas tried to leave me dead in the street but im the who popping shi on these beats The last nigga got his ass popped that last nigga got his ass drop disrespect the gang, you wont see tomar i be calling hits like the drop box don't make me call up them drop offs they gon be the ones to knock yo block off niggas talking hard but i know they soft really mad that i fucked his bitch raw dropping dick down his bitch throat turn her round, give her slow strokes she gon fuck wit me cause yo ass broke tighten up, I'm just letting you know this shit easy like a free throw and I'm my neighborhood hero niggas talking bout they the damn goat yo Brodie died, nothing got smoked gon head let them folks know 2023 and a young nigga still piped up 4, 5 to his chest make a pussy nigga fold up had to send thst nigga to the sky, he tried to expose us i been smoking opps to the face, pull up let roll one