28s onah fin got me sayin hah
I got dirty on my blunt got me booted ah
I keep twin with my like a new fah
I just dirtied up my blunt now I'm in the sky
New G-lock on me, its a good fah
Ain't gon worry my twin now, ain't got stressem out
Slim thick, yeah lil waist told her bust it down
Slim thick, yeah lil waist told her bust it down
New G-lock on me and thirty two rounds
She might look like Sexyy Red thuggin with my rounds
All black, gothed out, [?]
These racks on me im trying to count em down
[?] smoke but he dont want smoke now
I hop out that M coupe like a bird
[?] got my geeked like a nerd
I got bands on me [?] to the third
Look like Thugger had to tote the choppa under the skirt
These stacks on me I count until my thumb hurt
Frog eyes on the coupe, yeah, look like Lil Dirk
Rock out with my twin like we in the show, yerr
Know I'm on a bean but we throwin out that Folgers
28s onah fin got me sayin hah
I got dirty on my blunt got me booted ah
I keep twin with my like a new fah
I just dirtied up my blunt now I'm in the sky
New G-lock on me, its a good fah
Ain't gon worry my twin now, ain't got stressem out
Slim thick, yeah lil waist told her bust it down
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