im think sittin on sumthin like a milli_on . but just man hella fun, sittin on the ceil-ion, aint nuttin wrong when they be rockin frilly thong, hari-om super long aint shit i aint really on. i aint really gon flaunt, roll two blunts and we really lawned. pray to rap gods every time they bless a songs im king. its embarrasin, all your fans be vanishing like a distant fantasy. families packin up they vans to see, man royal makin history what the fuck you mean? what the fuck i mean? lifes a conspiracy, yo ship is hella weak call that shit felon gleaks. and when you leave i slide in and i skeet skeet all up on yo bitches teets.man love it when she free, damn that pussy hella sweet . and now shorty hella bottom bitch to me. aint no contriversy she agreeing with me. saying who that other from one to three that time reserved me royalt. make sure that septee clean. cuz...