We're pepping down and pissing
Only pipe for my girl, yeah, I'm loyal
Facts
She bust, I trust
I'ma drop a money bean
On my lip and some soil. (Scur, scur)
No fuss, no fuss
Yeah, we fucked around and popped off. (Yeah)
She was there when my car got blocked
Got blocked
Now I'm out here doing too much. (Too much)
Still going even though I'm fucking wash. (Fucking wash, bitch.)
I'm a big dog
Bank, road, backlog
Whenever I speak, it's a Tarantino epilog
Yeah, you're a girl want my analog
Gwap and these are flue
Yeah, you want to try and dialog?
Well, she know I'm fast like some
Software, full like a lawn chair
Had to use my bone there. (Damn)
I feel like a boss
Like I'm dumb per one
I'ma pop that bottle because
My money finally lost
And when I used to take her on dates, no
Cocktails and a couple of small plates
Chile's down the block
Is where we sitting at
And baby, get you all here
Because we splitting up
But thank God she stayed
She been fucking with the boys
Since before I got paid
I used to have roommates
There was nothing in the fridge
Except for jar of homemade
And now I sit back and think about the
Times when my dirty bathroom would stink
But she used it anyway
Because she had the instinct
So I came up and I bought
Some nice his and hers sinks
Only pipe for my girl, yeah, I'm loyal
Facts
She bust, I trust
I'ma drop a money bean
On my lip and some soil. (Squurt, squurt)
No fuss, no fuss
Yeah, we fucked around and popped off
She was there when my car got blocked
Now I'm out here doing too much
Still going even though I'm fucking watch
My girl been down since dark bed sheets
Fucked so much bed looking
Like a dirty chalkboard
One time I nutted
Prematurely it was awkward
Baby called me Chiv
I was working with a small sword
When we met, I was sleeping
On the hard floor
My drip bag, gone real
I ain't have money, but a lot of ideas
Told me get to work, baby
I could really see them
Now we're in the GT 3 up Lime Creek
Red Line in the heat
Got the rear stepping out
Hard work, goddess
Living in the big house
Call me Shawshank with the way
I dig her walls out
Only type of my girl, young and loyal
Facts
She bust, not trust
I'ma drop a money bean
On my lip and some soil
No fuss, no fuss
Yeah, we fucked around in
She was there when my car got blocked
Now I'm out here doing too much
Still going even on fucking wall
Fucking watch, bitch
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