all I know is guala

all i know is money i aint fucken wit you bummys all about my stacks puttin d up in jer tummy 30 on my hip blowing exotic out the trench molly percaet got me bent aint it evident that the boy is heaven sent been about my guap bitch i aint ever spent keep that blicky for you finicky niggas trigger finger like trumps twitter fingers ready to bust ready to dust any opp we dont trust gettin money out bank blowing pounds by the cake all these niggas fake cowards. and chickens deep fried shake amd baake no ricky bobby your girl gimme toppy in the forien when we mobbin copping new whips pouring up on the daily