Sumbooty

Bitch please, set of keys, to rolls a Royce 50 on freeze. Pushing back, microphone stats, I’m lyrical, based on facts, making tracks, anymore cash? I need a piece before I make that dash, I need a quickie can u make that fast, he’s a sick fuck so u might get cast. Now I’m back with some expertise, now I’m mad cause I wanted more squeeze, sayin no but u want them trees, and now the money falls many more freeze, if u want to see but u better believe, grab a cleanex u might just sneeze, another dollar more pretty please, u need more money so u can feed them kids. Got shit on my dash, hittin up the gas station, motivation got to go where they sell in stores, it’s time for that vacation, keep my shoes tied, incarceration, makes a fraction of your course of action, fuck a laxative, u herbs and spices, during this crisis of nicest my assist is to u to get your baggage and get the fuck on, live in a world where you’ll get buck buck on. Keep running keep stunning, keep dressing and you might get your fuck on, last week, maybe now, u ain’t foolin with that fake ass crowd. Forcast and they want to surround. Stupid jokes, so astound. What comes in must go around. Like that bitch from out of town. Yeah you, the bitch with the frown, thinking you the shit with that crown, u play and get played like a clown. No master plan bitch turn around, u ain’t mighty bitch yo feet touch the ground. Fucked with everything bitch u a noun. But haters will force ya, haters endorse ya, bitch drives a Porsche, haters will scorch ya, act like they know ya, captain save a, I think you certain fellas know the rest, bitch