[Intro]
Dirty sprite whatever
Yeah, woah woah
Yeah, yeah, what yeah
Bitches, money, yeah
Drugs, guns, bitches, money, yeah
[Verse]
Bring it to Sosa myself, I don’t talk to no middle man
I said I bring it to Sosa myself, I don’t talk to no middle man
I'm feeling like Malcolm yeah, stuck in the middle man
Shawty off talcum till her head hit on the ceiling fan
She know that I'm reaching the top, but she wanna go and belittle me
She still gon' give me top, look at her face she dribbling
Remember them days no guap, selling the dimes and nickels man
These niggas need to stop, they singing and dancing like Wiggles man
New gen five send the fuckboy up to Yaweh
I get way too high when I smoke the maui wowie
Way too fine told shawty swing my way
Boy you might die my security like like Maui
Spiritual bitch saying Ase
Spiritual ATL bitch saying Ase
Japanese shawty blasian, Papa ghanaian, but her last name Takahashi
I made the world look at me like I'm Jahseh
Black alternative boy like Jahseh
“Fire for eediat boy” what Jah seh
Invoice hit like crasiss
Bill a zoot, man rass it
‘Nuff cro, bill it up, rass it
Spanish bitch she arch it, got me screaming out rahtid
Cuffed it should have clarted
She treating me like a bastard
Sip Codeine I'm a bastard
I'm hungry like I'm fasting
Won't stop till I'm charting
The man are shit stains, that's charming
Tat ‘pon my face say darling
Mad guap now she say darling
Exterminate like Darlek
Can't kill me off of no garlic
Put two pencils on the table talk to the other side, Charlie Charlie
[Chorus]
Drugs, guns, bitches, money
I love Drugs, guns, bitches, money
Yeah yeah, nigga what yeah, guns, fye fye fye
Yeah, keep it tucked when I step in south, south south
[Outro]
I fuck with it, I fuck with this one take
Freestyle shit, most of this album is freestyle'd, fuck it this shit hard
Summerland
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