Gods Dope Boy

I am Gods Dope boy his hitman and his son time just passing though the charted one I am the plug slip the angel dust under the rug give Jennifer Lawrence a ass tug titties real nice I like her nipples watch me throw the stone it ripple I am something else outta this world toxic fumes this hallway has a bunch of rooms the money concludes number one rule is don’t get confused I will later consume I like the cash only in blues real number two don’t call in the troops you just fighting over fruity loops