Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Fuck nigga, ten toes
Bacardi go, that should bump up the tempo
That hoebardi on me y'all, I need my cheddar
Nigga, veil better when I’m in the cut
Fuck cinnamon slut
Bad yellow cinnamon bitch that'll fuck my gentlemen, bruh
Ayy, fuck 'em
Walking on bridges in London
You to that nigga like Benjamin Button
I’m FLA, nigga play with it
MLK, thuggin' ain't nothing
These bitch ass niggas say they can't be touched
Lil' boy run his mouth and he can't keep up
I just hit a mothafuckin' stain on that nigga
He ain't say shit, but he gon’ complain to his bitch, ay
Bad world, bad luck
Beginners are getting murked, your bitches are gettin’ fucked
And that's just how it goes and Dom is not at home
I swear that on my mama, promise on my soul, I’m geeked up
I can't imagine defeat
I see platinums in my actual dreams
I keep that inside my mind all the time 'cause niggas is vulturing after lil' me
Fuck ’em, we duck 'em, leave with yo'
[Intro] Yeah, yeah [Verse] Fuck nigga, ten toes Bacardi go, that should bump up the tempo That hoebardi on me y'all, I need my cheddar Nigga, veil better when I’m in the cut Fuck cinnamon slut Bad yellow cinnamon bitch that'll fuck my gentlemen, bruh Ayy, fuck 'em Walking on bridges in London You to that nigga like Benjamin Button I’m FLA, nigga play with it MLK, thuggin' ain't nothing These bitch ass niggas say they can't be touched Lil' boy run his mouth and he can't keep up I just hit a mothafuckin' stain on that nigga He ain't say shit, but he gon’ complain to his bitch, ay Bad world, bad luck Beginners are getting murked, your bitches are gettin’ fucked And that's just how it goes and Dom is not at home I swear that on my mama, promise on my soul, I’m geeked up I can't imagine defeat I see platinums in my actual dreams I keep that inside my mind all the time 'cause niggas is vulturing after lil' me Fuck ’em, we duck 'em, leave with yo' Explain Request ×
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