A bitch need a brand new will I just give up the word Can't no nigga hear my shit
I just give up the word.
I need a whole lot of bad.
I just.
Give up the work.
This was worth all your cash.
I just give up the work.
Give up the work.
Give him the word.
Give him the word.
I just give him the word.
Give him the word.
Give him the word.
Give him the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
I just give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Bundle come down to my ass.
This shit is full of the gas.
I run up to check up and even as you know that my head is the meanest.
Give them the word.
Jumanji, gorillas, and killers.
R.I.P.
Ron Williams.
Eyebrows stay off me.
Yo bitch like my tweet Pull off in a brand new Jeep As I creep like TLC
Tupac, all eyes on me.
Can't no nigga, take my seat.
I'm an L.A.
chat, that's Brim.
It ain't crab unless I don't eat ham.
Pull up in a brand new form.
Fuck is you saying?
That shit got me torn.
They needin' a feature, but I need like ten.
These niggas be writin', I don't need a pen.
These niggas be flexin', no need to pretend.
Just give me the money, you know I'ma spend.
These bitches shoppin', but at the West End, they all on they own.
I don't need a friend, so don't recommend, cause I'ma suspend.
And these niggas comin' without an end.
The beat need a brand new whip.
I just give up the word.
You know, nigga, have my shit.
I just give up the word.
I need a whole lot of bag.
I just give up the word.
All your kids.
I just give up the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
I just give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give him the word.
Give him the word.
I just give him the word.
Give him the word.
Give him the word.
Hard as a bitch.
Hard as a bitch.
I know that they play this.
I give them the word.
He booked me a flight.
I head out to Vegas.
I turn to revolt.
I'm seeing my face like, nigga, I made it.
I beat up the pussy.
I far out of sleep.
The pussy amazing.
I feel like that Kobe.
My niggas is balling.
Shit.
I hop in the Uber.
The money is calling.
I call Paul Wilde.
He ice my mouth.
Bling, bling, bling.
Smoking on gas.
Hi, Chinese.
Ling, ling, ling.
Y'all rich niggas.
In the airport, bitch like, pull out your pants.
Honey banjo and a hotel hit and a shot money dance.
Slims call me.
I give him the work.
I sent him the pic.
He taking the purse.
Turn it up.
For being me, the brand new Will.
I just give up the word.
Can't no nigga have my shit.
I just give up the word.
A bitch need a whole lot of bad.
I just give up the word.
This was worth all your cash.
I just give up the word.
Give up the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
I just give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
I just give them the word.
Give them the word.
Give them the word.
