Sick flows, got me ready for the strip hoes, when I’m up I just be standing on em ten toes, niggas talking like they know you so I switched codes, she just a real ona how you sposed to tell this chick no, I told the bitch yes same time pick up a bag they tried ship tecvy, gas station fueled up of the flock hoes, now there a bunch what’s good and my foreign hoes, everybody spending doe niggas had to switch clothes, we in a frozen water lake of the barracudas , ice watch on frigid think the work close in my worst clothes, and you know its fox fur for the dressed code, we be dressing can’t ketchup if you mustaheard, learn your lesson first, it be the money it’s the reason that you better purge, need something dolled up wit a curvs, before that it’s tucked right wit a loud burst, they be be saying that it’s out of order, bought a flight to Mexico just to cross boarders,my team heavy defense wit a lot of scorers, now they be dancing to the tracks like I’m Chris porter we got choppers on the roof, he tried to dip sober, red dot finna flick if it gets ugly, you should see it’s getting greasy how they did diddy, fiends on the block stressed need a lotto ticket,niggs tried to point the finger but that’s too specific😤 Cant see it but you smell it that’s a power order, high tolerance caught buzz wit the Detroit music, check engine light on you you need to get fluid, then it’s back to life, we sending message they get through in the afterlife, he couldn’t run up we was aiming for his Apple slice, for a light price, I’ll drive the Chevy see them guys then spin the block twice, we flagged up like they be looking for them clothes over them bright lights, then the wars over, nothing gainst the sober life but the tour closer, that’s why we keep the grass cut like a lawnmower, we got so high I spit a line and then I sobered up, that’s that fye nigga x3