I got me some wisdom
I got me a label
Might poppin' up some shits on me
Yo bitch right around on my dick
Cause
She can smell tha fetti right
Finna bout to gettin' rich
Kezo we be with tha shits
Like she wanna feel some type of shits right
Ayyy
She wanna feel some type of shits right
I pull up on yo mom
World's about to get to know me
Nails polished
Fuckin' reckless
Keep yo bitch away she talkin' rubbish
Lurkin' Louis
Suckin' Gucci
Go get yo gualo be bossy bitches
Yah yah yah yaw
Okay 2 phones on yo sister
2 phones cause I grind
2 phones on yo friend
If I don't get that pussy on time
She thicky thicky man she got all that meat
Silly silly we be down with tha shits
Her thighs bigger than mines
Man I'm so ready for that shit
She be poppin' up she not shy
I'm still ready if you got tricks
Ayyy
I'm still ready if you got tricks
Okay 2 phones on yo sister
2 phones cause I grind
2 phones on yo friend
If I don't get that pussy on time
I got me some wisdom
I got me a label
Might poppin' up some shits on me
Yo bitch right around on my dick
Cause
She can smell tha fetti right
Finna bout to gettin' rich
Kezo we be with tha shits
Like she wanna feel some type of shits right
Ayyy
She wanna feel some type of shits right
Mami mami come on know you wanna feel some type of shits
You know papi got tha Spanish heat you get that type of shits
Got tha Hennessy and gas I might blowin' up my mind
Got tha Hennessy and gas don't you fuckin' up my ride
We about to get raged out would you fuckin' yo mind
Got tha Hennessy and gas don't you fuckin' up my ride
We about to get faded yeah
We about to fuck yo ladies yeah
Rich people must be crazy
To let my niggas in tha club fuckin' ragin' yeah
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