Yeah, I got them shooters on go they gone push up in Bentleys and hop out and blow
She wanna keep it a secret, I push up on her and we fuck on the low
I got them bands and I'm making a killing, I'm charging I'm taxing I make a commission
I use a key fob to start my ignition, I'm tired of the streets and the pain its inflicting
I keep me a fire of so Za' that's essential, I'm blowing Obama I feel presidential
I keep it lowkey Ima' swipe in a rental, I want her whole body, her soul and her mental
I pull up like Harden and shoot out the dribble, I'm good and I'm evil, I'm stuck in the middle
I'm rocking that Jimny two tone with the crystal, He look at me wrong he get popped like a 'ciscle
I just wanna vibe with you
I love when I'm inside of you
For gang I'll slide for you
Platinum chain on my neck its from currency
These bitches know I'm a spitta like Curren$y
I'm not a slushee but lil' mama slurping me
I got to find 'nother booth and be currently
I'm in a Porsche in a ???
My bitch is so thick and she look like Delicious
She bend that ass over she arch it I hit it
She screaming she shouting she dripping out liquid
If I got a target you know I won't miss it, I'm keeping a blicky I can't be a victim
I sell him some tree count I'm checking and dipping, I lamb on the road that's a real hard decision
I just wanna vibe with you
I love when I'm inside of you
For gang I'll slide for you
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