I’m picking with my *******, I’m too biased, I had to ask him, whoa, baby, what you mean,
You ain’t rolling?
I don’t know what you mean, it’s you, Joseph, that *****, girl, he green, you ain’t molded,
There’s money in my jeans, it ain’t folded, the **** you you
said, put **** in motion, I play I knew I did,
or friend, I show it, chop
In the I’m up these ****** been off like some big clothes, show
something, baby, tell me something, what’s cracking, open,
You let with this bowling,
don’t wave hand I’m
him sit calm, *****, I see ******
My shades, these some *** **** ******, I talk to nobody,
own Nanny mom, got me say, whoa, baby, what you
Mean, I’m on fire, whip on my make them cream they
on Meyer, I’m with my *******, I’m too biased, to
Ask, whoa, what mean, I know you it’s
that *****, girl, ain’t in jeans,
so the you ain’t
what how gonna live with I know only ****
I’m fine, in fact, you eating good, cause all
Fat, hot of mirror know your gotta mow
they don’t **** are that they
It go so of rose going deep
And take out, raise it to level, validated, let me
You a come my shell, come of the
motivated by money, nothing that’s related, all I smoke weed,
be putting that **** in my
what you I’m fire, whip clean, she ain’t tires,
clean when they hop on top, Meyer, my
biased, I whoa, you you ain’t I don’t
Know you you, that green, ain’t there’s
Money in my jeans, it folded, ain’t rolling?
said, whoa