Puffin On Zootiez

Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Chief out of flight, man, I'm way out of here Chief out of flight, can't even see me, I'm way out of here, I'm too far in the sky Her man's ass right up top of my ass, *** So pretty, look better than Cassie Puffin' on Zooters and she callin' me daddy Walkin' on ***, turn it up and I gas it Came out the garden, ain't never meet a swagger Secure the bag, I got a pajama bagger Turnin' it up, got a major, *** good Got two mil' and a mil' to my hood Drinkin' up mud I made out of the sewer Chrome hearted, six-piece, whatever, I'm good A lot of these dicks, they lookin' the same They coppin' my lingo, they bitin' my chain Now bitch, your championship, I ain't just gon' empty it Bitch, break a neck just to look at the key Dirted the fountain, but makin' a count of the broke Get this money like it's my religion This could be a mad day, a sad day, vanity They try to compare whatever I did Them that touched a hundred, they just have to give They came out the jungle, they kidnapped me, kid I trap out of bounds, no spittin' on the crib I look at the ocean, the spark through the end Dependin' where I'm at, the city I'm in I keep it real fully no matter where I'm in I ain't have to touch her, she gon' think she Korean You fuckin' with me good, bitch, you helpin' me win Can't see me, ain't no gulletine, *** Too many bracelets, no hold on the wrist I'm never sufferin', I'm thinkin' I quit I pop the E, I can feel when it kick Chief had a flight, can't even see me on way outta here, I'm too far in the sky Her man's ass right at the top of my ass, *** So pretty, look better than Cassie Puffin' on Zutas and she callin' me daddy Walkin' on ***, turn it up and I gas it Came out the gutter, they never meet a swagger Secure the bag, got a bitch, I'ma bag it Turnin' it up, got a major, *** good Two mil' and a mil' to my hood Drinkin' up mud I made out of the soil Crowhard accessories, whatever, I'm good A lot of these bitches, they lookin' the same They copy my lingo, they bitin' my chain Now I'ma shoot championship ranges, gon' empty Bitch break a ninja, then look at the kid Count up some millions and taste some of my drugs It's stuck in my memory, they wishin' I was love Ain't matchin' my fly, bitch, you know you a dust Just started this wave and I'm usin' a brush Stop takin' mine and I'm back on the E Flyin' commercial, you know how it's mean Drivin' the space ship, the one with the wings Cross up the trap, I done broke down the key Ain't let no niggas holdin' me back Put a switch on and they look wet After I hit you, give em' the bat Ain't got no room, put a hunt on the scrap Goin' to the mornin', gon' show you don't slack Who the tycoon? Ain't no regular cat Took a few, don't forget where I'm at Pop in a Tusk, look, feelin' the kick Chief out of flight, can't even see me on way outta here I'm too far in the sky Hurt me, it's as straight as dark, my ass *** So pretty, look better than Cassie Puffin' on Zooters and she callin' me daddy Walkin' on ***, turn it up and I gas it Came out the gutter and ain't never meet a swagger Secure the bag, got a pajama baggy Turnin' it up, gotta make sure she good Got two mil' and a mil' to my hood Drinkin' the mud I made out of the sewer Crowd hearted, says, reach whatever, I'm good A lot of these n****s, they lookin' insane They copy my lingo, they bitin' my chain Ampersand, championship, I ain't just gon' amp this bitch Break a neck just to look at the kid
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