firegod trap music

uh I'm running I'm gunning i keep these bitches busting they be falling in loving don't know what that means he looks like mr. clean they say he always mean got damn look at all that ass in those jeans i just wanna beat it turn into a dope feen we don't ever flee keep the mission going call Steve make a nigga bleed cum on her face while im smoking weed i said bitch please get that fucking lease what i tell you about that dog get a fucking leash we shooting fire bars tonight call the fucking police cause you got mice check your hair snitch nigga you got lice in the kitchen i cook up that rice at the airport waiting on my flight i eat the cookie out then she rides my bike i always put in work so she don't go on strike