My dog just caught the bag.

I ain't running from the ground.

You got that internet beef you want straight to the ground.

jam in my head.

You and your phone all day ain't making no bands.

I told my little

as fast as he can.

Like I'm that one nigga.

Fuck the other side.

Percocet and New Patek made me.

come and laugh like how you bumming game i got the chap on me i got the drop on

I got the sneaker and the party pocket rock on me.

We meet you on the side, Chris Rockford.

Boy, I can see the whole field right off Barlow.

I know he tried to slide because it's Carlisle.

Me brickle white look like Rocky.

or got tester sliding everywhere because I'm off tether.

I might fuck a Cardi B routine.

Peace.

I might sing for the pussy just like R. Kelly.

I'ma change the weather.

I got her out of Vicky.

She won't let me let up.

that's why we need some medals.

I ain't never had time for no arguments,

ass shotgun, look like Lori Markin it.

Tudor got the AR with the curse.

Claire Roley aren't wearing my starter kit.

Do you believe in my dreams like a retabist?

Don't let him come in and, dog, dog, we measuring.

This little bitch like he should call Darcy Heaven.

Dre go lay low and get them extras there.

my lows.

and a foreign whip.

Why me kick the shit?

Yes, I can move it.

I be whipping.

Pour my gun and get ignorant.

I will fuck the party up with my dance moves.

trip out to Cancun, but I gotta sit still till this bag moved

Mr. Roboto.

If he know, like I know my niggas, we got those.

Wantin' big bad sense of snot nose.

The bag is so feminine, my-

here's they some gremlins the narcs hit the block still gonna hit the fence in my timberlands

The smoke on the floor, I write and hell it then.

The way you talk, you need a show, David Letterman.

You ballerina, oh, honey, it's not selling down.

I come out, baby, whip it quickly and got it till

I know some young niggas really eating in the tent.

All this blood from the streets, I need to wash my hands.

You never know who out to get you, better watch your manners.

Before you get to blowing cheese, better make a point.

First night again, it wasn't in our plans.

Booty told me fuck the city, bro.

We want the rest.

Who gon' be there in the end?

All this shit a test All my old hearts say I still hit it the best

Get your man's dog out here to watch it.