can we make it right just like the rubberband in your hair I make sure it's always tight seen you on Insta on your flight you in my city let's live tonight my cup so muddy its overfloooding i hope this nigga can't see I lazy off it I really can't even trust him looking him all in his eyes like I love him just reach over and hug gun in my bra try not touch it he say can he let the seat back I step out and say baby get naked and you get all this ass you better not spank it I dove In through the passenger side and over to the drivers seat nigga close that mg door this the offer happy nice to meet you foot onna gas stop for chips at the store and seen a asp rolling a wood up like finally at last counting money In a box I think I need a cast talk is cheap you going on a shopping spree you a clucker and a chicken wing got to the bank to hear ping let that choppa sing sing let it ring like pong glock so light sound like ding dong seen that nigga in a new car he said you can have it it used to be my daddy never knew it wasn't hard feelings seen him with a flattop on a wide body caddy that is his own least I pulled off counted the bread mink soft as fleece I need a fine baldhead Tyrese why all the pressure by messing with lesser ride on the opps block dropping off wait got they people turning up and setting up shop my trigger finger itchy I know the niggas can't aim and gone miss me slide for a slide I'm on skates I just nodding off now and I'm baked I wonder if I can go in the kitchen and make some shake