(Neilaworld)
(Oh my God, he on X Games mode)
All you do is lose, you come in last, I come in first
All she want me to do is make her laugh and take off her shirt
When I fuck my bitch, I don't even make her take off her skirt
'Cause when we fuck, it's sweet, yeah, she know I'ma make her cum first
And if you ain't talkin money, lil' boy, I don't wanna converse
And before I do anything, I roll up a blunt and pour some syrup
And when I'm not high it's easy for you to get on my nerves
And if the feds catch me, they gon' try and put me under the dirt
I got a Glock with a switch and a stick with a shell catcher
If I up it, boy, I swear I won't miss, I put that on my gang, yes sir
I put that on my gang, yes sir
I put that on my gang, for sure
And if you want some smoke, if you want some proper action, yeah, lil' nigga, let's go, huh
I just fucked my bitch good and rocked out my show
I'm on the South side, I got a big 9, and a big K to tote
If I wanna get high, got a whole pint and a whole P to smoke
Bitch, I got more money and more weed than ??? got blow
Bitch, I stay lowkey, but I'm still poppin' my shit on the low
That Maybach drive itself, I don't even gotta touch the wheel, that bitch just goes
And before I got rich I been poppin' my shit from head to toe
Swaggin' shit from head to toe
Fuckin' bitches that you know, huh
Let me switch up my flow
I been performin' coast to coast
Ridin' in a Rolls Royce, yeah, this a Ghost
I celebrate every day, yeah, make a toast
I be flexin' every day, yeah, still don't post it
She said you a keeper and she love how I stroke it
Racks stuffed in my jeans, it's hard for her to stay focused
She said she love me, but I already know this
She want double C, I bought that lil' bitch a coach
All I see is me, 'cause I know all these hoes on go
I'm stiff on everybody, I'm not easy to approach
And I'm pullin' a body, I'll up that stick if I don't know you
Wet your whole gang like water, yeah, this stick a Super Soaker
Hit him in his leg, made him do the Hokey Pokey
I hit her from the back, this bitch can't do nothin' but fold up
I told this bitch I lied, she believed everything I told her
I told that bitch I got six wives, and she ain't give no fucks
She just wanna live it up
She just wanna go shoppin' and go on a lil' date, huh
She just wanna get laid, yeah
I just wanna get paid, yeah
Designer my shades, yeah
Designer my fit
Diamonds all white like grits
I was down bad on my dick
I ain't have nothin', nigga, I ain't have shit
Now I'm gettin' money, yeah, yeah, I'm the shit, uh
You ain't gettin' nothin', yeah, yeah, you ain't shit, uh
You ain't got no money, but you worried about that bitch, huh
And if you ain't got no bitches, why you all on my dick?
I been puttin' in too much time, too much work for this shit
And I ain't ever in my feelings, I don't ever gotta feel
All you do is lose, you come in last, I come in first (Yeah)
All she want me to do is make her laugh and take off her shirt
When I fuck my bitch, I don't even make her take off her skirt
'Cause when we fuck, it's sweet, yeah, she know I'ma make her cum first
And if you ain't talkin money, lil' boy, I don't wanna converse
And before I do anything, I roll up a blunt and pour some syrup
And when I'm not high it's easy for you to get on my nerves
And if the feds catch me, they gon' try and put me under the dirt
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