Yeah.
Your teeth are up in this bitch.
Even though you critics, y'all trying to do a nigga bad.
Fuck you.
I'm living sweller than ever.
Rap-a-lot Russians.
J.J.
Fritz Entertainment, baby.
We got the best of everything, and we bring out the best in everything.
You know what I'm saying?
We take this bitch and put it in another guild, you bitch asses.
Rhyme with a stitch, stitch, hold on, hold on.
If you game, hold those drinks up.
Dip in mine, hold those minks up.
Bitches too sweaty.
that don't let it cake up.
If you got two, go to tank up.
Let it stake up or don't you, you'll be banked up.
Defense team that are shiffing along.
What you think all my links are for?
It ain't the link to my chain.
It's not a game.
The riches of poor and the things I said I'd do.
I bet you I bet I'd do.
Yeah, I read I was doing better than you.
I'm a ghetto, ghetto boy, boy.
Check my toys.
Wheels looking like aluminum four.
I stay, I stay convo.
I'm, I'm, I'm fun to boast about some load.
I'll see you next time.
Crossover, not a year to gloat.
I got this year by stroke.
at the house, people in their drawers
Play, play, boy, play, boy.
That's what I'll be yelling when I come through in that crab.
Play, play, boy, play, boy, that's what homie yellin' when I call through in that prayer, receiver.
Play, play, boy, play, boy, that's what homie yellin' when I call through in that prayer, receiver.
It's a deal, man.
Keep it real, man.
This a real game.
Streets for teen kisses.
Oh shit, clear the main.
Feel up, feel up in the club.
Just touching, touching and rub.
So
We got a little soul, some love, new and all digital.
Better get your bitchy gold.
the roll buttons and a mile of gold wins the gold we don't buy too much
We leave it quiet and lush and leave the crowds with the wildest thoughts.
So don't just.
me if you don't love me.
Don't touch me if you don't want me.
Don't speak on me if you don't know me.
If
Put it, put it in the hustle.
I got five to share this.
Ain't got a few more records.
I'm a hundred dog taking the hits and balls through the...
Miss the ball against the wall, some guts and balls.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
Hold them late.
Hold them late.
town, honey, come in the house.
He's the beast in his jaws.
Thank you.
Thank you.
It's real, I need peel like vanilla Ain't, ain't no stopping till I
Get my dynamo call.
So I added more balls to the balls.
Be supreme.
Like I got a machine for reality.
Don't, don't shit about it.
Put the paper.
Success.
need a ladder in them legs about to shatter from the stress of the matter who died when I when I wrote
Two guns on the cup holes by the arm fold.
Hey, that's more than a gun sold.
I understand tuna, but your planet ain't shit, man.
It's better wit.
I practice.
It's Austin with my Bills of Justice, and I stay on mine, stay online.
Science or blind, I click from the front, click from behind, click in your motherfucking mind.
I don't know.
Hey, what's up, that's Tarver, Tarver Pitsy, coming up.
Bye.
Go, Bill.
