[Intro]
Coming thru, hold on
[Verse]
Suck it sideways when you fuck me
They know my songs across the country
On the M-Way doing country
We run the game and not just country, yeah
Niggas be running they mouth so they back off I can‘t wait to run into your face
You should see how they wake up lookin like you in their dream 'bout taking your place, sheesh
But it's on dodge the thirty
I've known all my boys since thirteen
Five man and we've got like thirty, three girlies
Push to start burners murgy
Came in the game, bakers with stove
Shit got way way too murky
Cold, thought they got the message on Froze
Doin' shit they ain't seen before
We just did it, whilst they just said the most
Umm, ey make sure that my kids are told
Daddy's tryna get these jeans on bauge
On the net, you're so involved
W-W-W What
I 'member what we wear that you asked me the cost
Fuck boy, you fuck boy I'm all that your not
They servin' blowjobs with a lick on the top
Told pops, four my brothers who are locked in the box
When bro told me get it, told him I got
Brothers keeper I ain't taking no shots
Save it, uh, savings, uh
Niggas all blowing they savings, uh
Basically no basic, uh
Niggas more gassed than stations, uh
Flash your titties at my show baby, uh
I'm at Cherry bust it with no pole baby, uh
I got broads in Atlanta
Got a UK ting tell her come round check grow he‘s fresh from slammer
You know me man speaks lingos lang with gang with Cockney grammer
Even on set man [?] nice for [?] we so fashion
Now he's fought me during weeks of fashion
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