That's a long ass fucking... That was Chewie.

No, I'm geeking out in bitches kids who all got love.

Holding bitches back from something these hoes don't love themselves.

And they can't beat me.

I want something that I've got myself.

And I don't do no clicks.

My bitches really is myself.

My sister keep a

My twin, I cock it.

back and i don't mess with niggas institution lock them up i see your future dirty spreading lean up in my

I got to stay healthy and I got your nigga in my guts.

He want to hang out with a bitch.

Unless he got some other nigga out of luck.

These niggas not balling, these niggas fucking up.

Like I said, clean, don't need no lean inside my car.

And I'm wearing an archive from

And I'm speeding through the game.

These bitches stuck as fuck.

And I don't want to be your friend.

Don't even fucking touch me, your nigga.

It's a fan.

I can feel the breeze.

Oh, that'd be cool.

Let's do that.

That's what I'm talking.

I can't do it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Don't be too slick.

And she too thick.

I be too brick.

Yeah.

And she too hot.

I don't get

too crazy.

Don't be too spicy.

Hey, yeah.

Flask nigga living.

All that shit.

Yeah.

Rich one, reach one, teach one, got money on display.

Send a loan, type a roll, send a photo, I'll be up in my space.

Cash flow blowing, U.S.

Open.

While I'm smoking, I'm promoting my brand.

I put a wrap up on my back and stack it all up with the world in my hand.

Shedown on ten toes, face froze, just like the Mona Lisa.

There's plenty of, got plenty of smoke.

I hit the bay and then I just go re-up.

Staling around the soys on.

I'm feeling godly like I'm with Teresa.

Styled you in what you got on.

Just my t-shirt and your thong.

Yeah.

Ain't no lick.

I be too slick.

Keep a few sticks.

Yeah.

Hey, I ain't too stressed.

I got a new neck.

I be too blessed.

Yeah.